Comments on: ficus sutra two

By: maria

maria — Sun, 01 Mar 2009 20:06:44 +0000

Remembers the depth of breath, tendencies tamed, startling starlight agaze with peaceful self-reproach, recovers equanimity in light-dappled sleep-space.

By: memexikon

memexikon — Sun, 01 Mar 2009 16:59:17 +0000

Deva-short-of-breath awake through the night, dream-bovine from another village crashing through tangle of undergrowth.

By: maria

maria — Sun, 01 Mar 2009 16:31:24 +0000

In a world of hooks and loops the jaguar slinks through groves of plenty.

By: memexikon

memexikon — Sun, 01 Mar 2009 13:21:02 +0000

Small world of one man’s mind described in unknowable terms, jagannivaasa* paataala**, leaving, always leaving the followers behind.

*refuge of this world
**nether-world

By: maria

maria — Sun, 01 Mar 2009 04:03:47 +0000

Neither staying nor going, the river waters its algebraic roots, sinking beneath itself through its porous skin to feed the unfurling tendrils.

By: memexikon

memexikon — Sun, 01 Mar 2009 00:24:03 +0000

A jingle of shells spilled onto the table, a seer reading a precautionary tale, a spray of cardamon freshly cut, how one ascendant pokes at the holes in the universe.

By: maria

maria — Fri, 27 Feb 2009 17:21:56 +0000

Fig-wine lustrous in the tumbler, fig-seeds sticky in the mouth, fig-leaves hand-like welcome strangers to the grove of shaded river.

By: memexikon

memexikon — Fri, 27 Feb 2009 02:42:09 +0000

Lifting the weight of yesterday bound by the confines of tomorrow a crow & a soldier cross the river—hopscotch on rocks & islands of red red clay.

By: maria

maria — Fri, 27 Feb 2009 02:32:00 +0000

Under the eaves and the leaves and the shadows and the sheets, the thief-lovers swore and eternal return through reckless propagation, sneaking between the delicate root systems of grape, fig and oak.

By: memexikon

memexikon — Fri, 27 Feb 2009 02:24:56 +0000

Thieves cover themselves in leaves only to erase the mantras the onlookers swore to remember.