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LOC: United States
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LAST LOGIN: February 28
LOC: United States
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: February 28
I am not a poet at all, just a thinker who’s thoughts sometimes mean more when spoken, when sounded out. Actually, I am a guy from the South West of England living in the middle of nowhere in Italy studying Tibetan Buddhism full time. Allot of my writings contain Buddhist terminology and reference to Buddhist themes. Not understanding these might allow a purer vision of my work so in confusion, outrage or certainty, read on.
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Old dear carrying skunk skins and tobacco past pallid customs man.
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White wax Nunchaku can also be used to bash out flax.
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It was not, entirely, all that strange to this empiricist that yesterday’s seemed a little less than these 24 hours sitting with the languid statistician- like thoughts, even though the metaphysic was clear and simple: the same rituals as the day before – 6 crystal water bowls, a tea-candle and conch (for sound offerings) OM SHAPTA AH HUM “come home sound and be with me (somehow both diligent and daring) that we might stride together into the inestimable mansions of Mañjuśrī, blue sword barer...
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Lawrence Ferlinghetti today spilt wordy confetti down the shitty front of this wrath wrought world this day and hence the weary reaches of my world's wherl took time to free themselves with play which others designate as just degenerate distraction worldly ways but since, I say, this rhythmic whimsical reaction to the iron core of life's labour camp expectations survival's bitter chore un-chosen yet strangely given to apparently beloved next generation and even on the other side's vision of t...
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Today in Iraq I don't think people have much time to write Haiku.
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Sincere I'm sure but nothing much to it really. Sweet and unsophisticated. I gave it a 3
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I liked the easy sense of a mutual identity between the decay of leaves and their colour. I really felt the decent and it didn't make me cringe...however, not really a haiku unless you wrote it correctly in Japanese and translated it...but I doubt that. Anyway, I wonder did you write it quickly or did you think? If you wrote it quickly then I'm impressed by its lightness and sophistication yet I'm wondering whether I'm reading too much into this one. If you wrote it with much consideration th...
Classic man. A fleshy look at the loony bin bardo between birth and death and the intense porcupine all wildly alive there like the street or those animals that consume and seem to move so much - even though swarming with the many signs of death it reminded me of my own life. You ask the reader to hold the scene in mind then back to our bustle in the illumined asylum but unfortunately that seems to be the only scene I see. The transparency of such a vision itself is clarity more deadly to del...
Beautiful haiku. I'm all for a proliferation of the word 'limpid'. I heard a famous physicist and meditator called Allan Wallace describe the mind as limpid...he said, have you ever seen the pristine sun strike a crystal clear steam of water like a water pipe burst in the desert? limpid - Luminous and clear. critique: I find the most striking haikus contain a fairly ordinary observation followed by a profundity of some sort where as in this every word is charged = less subtlety. I gave it an ...
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