She came from nowhere – a sorrowed flame from my hoary past, We accidentally met at a poetry festival after 10 years’ oblivion, The ecstasy and the agony of meeting…
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Dedicated to Lynn Harper-Cheechoo: A person endowed with a spirit and carrying a spiritual mission Maharaj Kaul Yesterday I dreamt I was streaming toward the center of Milky Way, The…
If I were to begin my life again I would spend more time playing in my childhood, I would spend more time dreaming, I would think less about myself and…
I feel I must wear my favorite clothes and hold in my hand a single white lily On the last day of my life in the world, As I embark…
The lake has awoken lingeringly from the delicate folds of the night Into the mysterious halo of the predawn, Soon to dissolve into the burgeoning, limpid languor of the morning….
I have calmed myself and put on clean clothes to visit Cathy – A monthly pilgrimage I take with equal measure of passion and pain, joy and hesitation, Cathy lives…
Even before it was born, our story seemed stained with grayness. When I first met you you were at a stream collecting twigs, To make a montage to adorn our…
It was at the fall fair that I met her first: A tall, thin shaft of light, With a sprightly step and a haunting gleam in her eyes, My eyes…
She came over to spend the weekend together, We hurled on the Harley Superglow galloping the highway free, She snuggled me tight and I kicked the accelerator hard, We moved…
It is 2:00 A.M. and I am worked up like a soldier in a combat Or a fish that has been just netted, The night has bared my wounds, Which…