Self Portrait #1
March 28, 2012 in Poetry, Wordsmoker
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Self Portrait #1
March 28, 2012 in Poetry, Wordsmoker
by tristantzara
Self Portrait #1
March 28, 2012 in Poetry, Wordsmoker
by tristantzara
Self Portrait #1
March 28, 2012 in Poetry, Wordsmoker
by tristantzara
Self Portrait #1
March 28, 2012 in Poetry, Wordsmoker
by tristantzara
Self Portrait #1
March 28, 2012 in Poetry, Wordsmoker
by tristantzara
A Prayer in Black and Blue
March 9, 2012 in Poetry
“I love the rose that is not a rose,
but the second I try to speak it, any name
for God becomes so-and-so and vanishes.”
-Rumi
Calligraphy in the morning. A bell, a candle, beads.
Ink-stained fingers that ache and peel. Read the rest of this entry →
by tristantzara
A Prayer in Black and Blue
March 9, 2012 in Poetry
“I love the rose that is not a rose,
but the second I try to speak it, any name
for God becomes so-and-so and vanishes.”
-Rumi
Calligraphy in the morning. A bell, a candle, beads.
Ink-stained fingers that ache and peel. Read the rest of this entry →
by tristantzara
Empty Hands Part Five – Oh Lord Stuck in Samsara Again . . .
December 31, 2011 in Life, Philosophy, Poetry
Thinking you hold the root,
you hold only a branch,
a stem – why not let your hand
become a hand again
empty as the root you seek
– Peter Levitt
