Posts tagged ‘Poetry’
Is there gold in the tongue that I hold?
“Be silent, or say something better than silence.”
“It is impossible to enjoy idling thoroughly unless one has plenty of work to do.” ―Jerome K. Jerome
Idling settles the fluttering of the mind, inviting enlightenment.
Here is a koanic assist for beginners:
Three student idlers and their teacher are observing a flag in a breeze.
Each student is asked to describe his or her observation. “…And please
do not observe like a nincompoop,” the teacher warns, giving each
student a rap on the head with a stout rod as their cue to speak.
Student 1 goes, “Ow! I observe the breeze fluttering the flag.
Only a nincompoop would observe otherwise.”
“In the midst of movement and chaos, keep stillness inside of you.”
“There’s something really appealing about the simplicity of black-and-white images.” ―Joseph Gordon-Levitt
Silent talkies speak the language of black-and-white piano keys striking chords of recognition.
“She gave me a smile I could feel in my hip pocket.”
―Raymond Chandler, Goodbye, My Lovely
How thin the ice we skate on
Like sails of plundered ships
How sheer the veil once frozen
Pale as a nun’s handkerchief
“In skating over thin ice our safety is in our speed.”
―Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Are you sure / That we are awake? / It seems to me / That yet we sleep, we dream.” —William Shakespeare, Midsummer Night’s Dream
Midsummer Day, I dreamed I was late to meet a play date in a scene, and afraid to face my fate.
“The course of true love never did run smooth.”
The frail was small, but she charged from the side and hit me with the mace. The way I bent and sprawled must have charmed her, for she opined: “You’re cute for a brute.” I bought it that day. Dents and all. But it never failed. So I give it pride of place and keep it shined. My armor suit from Dick’s Large & Tall.
“An age which is incapable of poetry is incapable of any kind of literature except the cleverness of a decadence.”
“Social media is the new tribal fire, but human biology hasn’t changed in 50,000 years, unlike human technology.” ―Billi Gordon Ph.D., in Psychology Today
Neurochemically, the squirts of slavering juice triggered by approbations in social media, act like dinner bells in the part of our nervous system that works like Pavlov’s pup’s, and are as addictive as juicy bones scattered round the tribal fire.
“The Ventral Tegmental Area (VTA) of the brain monitors social needs by releasing dopamine when we achieve social success and inspiring neurochemical deficits when we don’t. Tragically, social media is not the VTA’s friend.”
―Billi Gordon Ph.D.
After the stork dropped us off, it took a walk. We followed in its footsteps.
“But the beauty is in the walking — we are betrayed by destinations.”