To be alone but not alone to be.


‘How good to be companion to onesself
To be alone but not alone to be.
For peace will bring us calm and dreams of wealth
As dreams  and symbols help us all to see.

How sweet to hear the silence underneath
The noises of  this busy urban life
For that which is above, also’ s beneath
An endless sea  where dreams  swim without strife,

How gentle is the silence of the trees
Calm now that the storms have passed and gone
Like boats swing  anchored on   the delphic seas
This soothing silence  enters everyone.

No  more the  fear of loneliness  embrace
Acceptance  gives such  comfort of our days

I wave and then I particle again

Oh,take me hold me,love me like you do

With kisses sweet commend me  to your heart

Love me like  a tea of finest brew.

Love me like a cox’s pippin tart.

oh,dance  me,swing  me, let me feel alive.

And let me feel your melody anew.

We get what we desire yet don’t deserve.

When one  is made from  love between the two.

Oh. lend me your  maths textbooks for   a while

I love  irrational numbers like a child.

and transcendental  pies do often  me beguile

i  feel tonight  my numbers dancing wild.

So ambiguous is  my attitude to men

I wave and then I particle again

With each image ,still your dreaming heart

 

To write a poem will take our entire heart
Our mind and soul, our body and our dreams.
With trepidation,take a pen and start

Let preconceptions , though well meant, depart
Creative work evades such plans and schemes
To write a poem will shake the entire heart

We travel lands unknown without a chart
With our courage, trust the dark unseen
For inspiration,take our pens and write

We bite the apple,bitter, hard and tart
Knowledge enters in its dream -like streams
To write a poem will move each living heart

No logic,reasoning, signs, however wrought
Will bring to life the holy pattern’s themes
With each image ,still your dreaming heart

The earth ,the oceans, seas, the sacred scenes
Where humans live out daily what life means
To write a poem , we need a mystic’s heart
In emptiness, we fill our pens,we start

 

 

 

 

 

 

Help a friend who grieves

From Riemann to Schrodinger:Cats in Modern Physics and in the Unconscious Mind

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/megan-devine/death-and-dying

Anticipate, don’t ask.
Do not say “Call me if you need anything,” because your friend will not call. Not because they do not need, but because identifying a need, figuring out who might fill that need, and then making a phone call to ask is light years beyond their energy levels, capacity or interest. Instead, make concrete offers: “I will be there at 4 p.m. on Thursday to bring your recycling to the curb,” or “I will stop by each morning on my way to work and give the dog a quick walk.” Be reliable.

Write your own poem

Leonard Cohen (1970's)
Leonard Cohen (1970’s)

 

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/resources/learning/articles/detail/69588

 

Practice of an art is more salutary than talk about it.
There is nothing more composing than composition.
—Robert Frost, from his notebooks[Poetry and Prose,
edited by Edward Connery Lathem and Lawrance Thompson
(Holt, 1972)]

Why you can and should write poetry

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http://www.huffingtonpost.com/university-of-toronto-news/why-you-can-and-should-wr_b_4718395.html

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What final advice would you give to someone thinking about taking up poetry?

Keep a notebook and pen on you at all times and pay attention — with all your senses — at all times. You can use a cell phone, tablet, iPad, anything to take notes. Don’t be afraid to jot notes down in transit, at a meeting or at the dinner table. Put inspiration first. And once you sit down to write, let yourself write, even if you fall on clichés. Don’t let your internal critic take over too soon. Another key is to write every day, even if just a little. This is how you nurture the emotional and intellectual breakthroughs, the aesthetic highs, which will serve as the foundation of your writing addiction.

— Don Campbell