Knot of Gold / Road to Konya / In Rumi’s Tomb (Sufi Symposium 2012)
The Prophet took people of abject p…
The Name of the Rose
“The name of the rose on her lips as she sank into darkness was…” but the dream phrase left upon waking was cut off…
Walt Whiteman Poem
(from The Nation, June 30, 2008 ) I sing to the last the equalities modern or old, I sing the endless finales of things,…
If All the Wood in the World
If all the wood in the world were to sing and every rose gave a political speech and every cloud took pity on its…
Singular Shadow
A singular shadow stood on a road and scratched its shadow head wondering which road to go down toward what shadowy goal He tr…
Angelic Physics
The coolest part is in the center of a flame The driest part is in the center of the sea The highest part when…