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Poems from the 2013 Dharma Arts Festival
basic goodness Mother and magpies break the night in half, always and not broken. My palms form a tray of fermented digits. That’s right, cupcake, a container for breath and doubt. Loudly with precision: a heart a hammer (libraries full of hammers) a head on a tenuous stem the feet in a flowerpot, basically good. Stand ground standing ... continuePosted April 7, 2013 by John David Smith
M’Bongui
M’bongui , a dance performance with music composed by Herbert Elsky and choreography by Sophie Fougère-Darcy, took place on February 15th at the 300 seat Mégisserie theater in St Junien (Limousin, France). M’Bongui M’bongui is a traditional Congolese dance ceremony that was practiced before and after a hunt. ... continuePosted March 3, 2013 by luz_rodriguez
Baucis and Philemon
A Greek myth from Ovid translated by Rolph Humphries read by Celsiana Warwick at Paul Warwick’s Sukhavati February 5, 2013 An oak tree stands Beside a linden, in the Phrygian hills. There’s a low wall around them. I have seen The place myself; a prince once sent me there To a land ruled by ... continuePosted February 17, 2013 by Editor
“Never, Never trust”
From the poem "Looking into the World" by Chögyam Trungpa Rinpoche continuePosted February 8, 2013 by SMCLA Blog Team
Alive and catching on
[caption id="attachment_53817" align="alignright" width="320"] [/caption]by Shastri Frank Ryan Alive and catching on is an open ocean swept by winds of fifty knots, is utter calm in the middle of the day, the love you never thought you’d find stepping right into the elevator, is the puzzle ... continuePosted January 14, 2013 by Ashley_Hodson
Saving the Planet with Rhyme and A Little Reason
Saving this Planet With Rhyme and a Little Reason As I contemplate this worlds ’sad and sorry state; Abominations of global warming, and massive pollution, Problems to which luck and serendipity are mans’ only solution I realize ... continuePosted January 6, 2013 by
Burning Lake
burning lake Ourside altar and offerings at Burning Lake, Bumthang province, Bhutan. November 2012 each flag offers a prayer for all sentient beings, and behind that the hopes of the hangers for a better life, for better luck next time. here, they hang from every high place, dancing in the wind like fruit on the ... continuePosted December 9, 2012 by
Rites of Passage: Longing
Grand Tetons by David BrownLonging poem written by the group that went through the first Rites of Passage for the stages of life, held at Karme Choling, autumn 2012 Broken hearted kiss Embracing the planet It’s good to grow old Soft green blade of grass Drops of dew Tomorrow there will be frost Grieving ... continuePosted November 26, 2012 by Editor
Walking, a Poem by Dan Keating
Walking Walking…and there I am, In the form of someone else walking toward me. Each of us carrying a lifetime Made more of questions than of answers. Full of how come, and what=s going on? Hollow and full. Filling the space between here and there. You are closer and there I am. I feel myself ... continuePosted November 14, 2012 by frances_giberson
The Sakyongs Have Returned – HIGHLIGHT
Introducing a new a collection of contemplative poetry and prose: The Sakyongs Have Returned by David Whitehorn Spontaneous poems and toasts are a delightful part of Shambhala culture. Perhaps like other long-time Shambhala practitioners, throughout the years I have been writing down spontaneous poetry and prose whenever the ... continuePosted October 28, 2012 by Editor
Falling, a poem by Dan Keating
Falling On a day bright with sun and no breeze A small oak tree gives up. Its leaves gently falling through the stillness come to rest upon the ground. There is no effort here, no hanging on to that which has served its purpose, yet no pushing away. That which falls away simply, and ... continuePosted September 25, 2012 by frances_giberson
Dear Rinpoche – HIGHLIGHT
Shambhala Retreat,poem compiled from aspirations by participants at the Being Brave Shambhala Retreat at Karme Choling with Sakyong Mipham Rinpoche: I have learned I am worthy of a spot on this earth and that all beings are worthy of a spot on this earth I have learned that I ... continuePosted July 2, 2012 by Editor
Sirens
Within open meadows of Le Sirenuse three sisters still play having abandoned crystalline flute, lyre’s floating hexachords, seductive song haunting over tumultuous waves; no more do they crave the three-masted battered wooden ships with their crews, bitter taste of bloodied bronze shields. As signal bandwidth & wireless networks effortlessly expand quiet allure across desert, jungle, ... continuePosted March 22, 2012 by Ashley_Hodson
Water Dragon – HIGHLIGHT
This poem by Shastri Dan Hessey was spontaneously composed about the water dragon during a Werma Feast in Boulder this past weekend. Water Dragon Under the stars in the ink-black sky Ethereal breath Gathers in cumulus magnificence. Dragon’s thunder-heart beats. Pitching down the mountain’s green slope, A hidden waterfall mists and sprays where Rainbows ... continuePosted February 29, 2012 by Editor
Beyond Time, and the White Washed Brains – HIGHLIGHT
These two short offerings were written for Acharya Noel McLellan’s grade 11 English class at the Shambhala School. The first piece, by Kelsey Borden, is a paragraph response to the poem of the week, which in this case was Season’s Greetings, by Chogyam Trungpa. The poem ... continuePosted February 16, 2012 by Editor
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