Poems & News: I'm dizzy... Dizzy from too much sleeping or too m...

Poems & News: I'm dizzy... Dizzy from too much sleeping or too m...: I'm dizzy. That's right. I'm dizzy. I remain seated And dizzy. Yes, dizzy ...

I'm dizzy... Dizzy from too much sleeping or too much thinking or too much of both. All I know I'm dizzy, and I'm not sure if I should get up from my chair or how I would get up from it. I'm dizzy --- let's leave it at that.

I'm dizzy.
That's right. I'm dizzy.
I remain seated
And dizzy.
Yes, dizzy...

Poems & News: I pass and I remain, like the Universe...

Poems & News: I pass and I remain, like the Universe...: Beyond the bend in the road There may be a well, And there may be a castle, And there may be just more road. I don't know and do...

I pass and I remain, like the Universe...

Beyond the bend in the road
There may be a well,
And there may be a castle,
And there may be just more road.
I don't know and don't ask.
As long as I'm on the road that's before the bend
I look only at the road before the bend,
Because the road before the bend is all I can see.
It would do me no good to look anywhere else
Or at what I can't see.
let's pay attention only to where we are.
There's enough beauty in being here and not somewhere else.
If there are people beyond the bend in the road,
Let them worry about what's beyond the bend in the road.
That, for them, is the road.
If we're to arrive there, when we arrive there we'll know.
For now we know only that we're not there.
Here there's just the road before the bend, 
And before the bend there's the road without any bend...

Poems & News: I try to say what I feel without thinking about wh...

Poems & News: I try to say what I feel without thinking about wh...: I don't always manage to feel what I know I should feel. Only very slowly does my though swim across the river, weighed down as...

I try to say what I feel without thinking about what I feel. I try to place words right next to my idea so that I won't need a corridor of thought leading to words.

I don't always manage to feel
what I know I should feel.
Only very slowly does my though
swim across the river,
weighed down as it is by the
suit men forced it to wear...

This is what I feel and write,
Perfectly aware and clearly
seeing that it's late in the morning
and that sun,
Although it still hasn't raised its
Face
over the wall of the horizon,
is already showing the tips of its
fingers gripping the top of the wall
of the horizon sprinkled with low
hills...

Poems & News: To think a flower is to see and smell it, and to e...

Poems & News: To think a flower is to see and smell it, and to e...: I don't know what Nature is: I sing it... I live on top of a hill In a solitary,  Whitewashed house, Or is it red? And that is...

To think a flower is to see and smell it, and to eat a fruit is to know its meaning...

I don't know what Nature is:
I sing it...
I live on top of a hill
In a solitary, 
Whitewashed house,
Or is it red?
And that is my definition.

Poems & News: A little larger than the entire universe...

Poems & News: A little larger than the entire universe...: Whoever,  Horizon, passes beyond you Passes from view, not from living or being. Don't call the soul dead when it flies away. Sa...

A little larger than the entire universe...

Whoever, 
Horizon, passes beyond you
Passes from view, not from living or being.
Don't call the soul dead when it flies away.
Say:
It vanished out there in the sea.

Be for us,
Sea, the symbol of all life...
Uncertain,
Unchanging, and more than our seeing !
Once Earth makes its circle and death its journey,
The ship and the soul will reappear.