Saturday, March 19, 2011

always looking at
future, past and present
the mind is blinded 

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

From distant hills
a grey but rainless sky stretches
to distant hills

(After Kafka)

Monday, March 7, 2011

laid down over ages
the strata of crisp-cut pages
-brand-new history book
Molten, the idol "I",
in the blue crucible
of the summer sky

Sunday, March 6, 2011

in the stillness
between two waves of the sea -
vilamba sandbar

(first two lines from TS ELiot)
A subtle anniversary -
this soul has completed 
an orbit of Self