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Poetry: Allen Ginsberg: King of May
by barranca
Allen Ginsberg, may peace be upon him, was one of the great poets of the last half of the 20th century in my modest opinion. He also showed the way with his life: the way to peace, love and justice. Here is... published 14 months ago
poem: executive monk
by barranca
Executive-Monk pulling Strings in the wasted tower, Presides over a new city Of valueless wonder. Landlord of investment portfolios, And baby-hair carpets, I beg a question: ... published 16 months ago
Rumi: poet
by barranca
One of my favorite poets is Rumi, the great Sufi poet of the thirteenth century. He has become much better known in the West during the last twenty years through the translating efforts of Coleman Barks. ... published 17 months ago
Poem: Commence
by barranca
In my concrete closet, I sink below the hill and pray. Your busy conversations and activities will make sense, I bless you all in silence among the roots and rocks--- It is hard to teach imagination, the... published 17 months ago
Bob Dylan: Love of Words
by barranca
This short Bob Dylan video demonstrates a true poet's love of language. For all you aspiring poets, song writers and writers in general, take a lesson from the master. Great writing starts with the love of... published 17 months ago
Winter Reverie
by barranca
On the first day of vacation the frosty damp snow, falls and covers the drab, leftover snow and ice, the trees are newly enameled with white calm. The pot of coffee offers a particularly pleasing obscure... published 17 months ago
Poem: As below so above
by barranca
As Below, so Above......the mystic chants Energy is to Mass As Spirit is to Matter. Knock a few Nuclei about and Energy flames out. Add a few micrograms to the Brain And watch the kaleidoscopic Mind. ... published 17 months ago
Poem: The Mallard
by barranca
Greedy for beauty he scrutinizes the mallard's green feathered sheen. Sensing his need, the mallard swims away allowing him wide berth. published 17 months ago
Poem: High View
by barranca
High View Stone other self, you watch from on high view, Solemn, indifferent, adamantine While I alternately rage and whine, Search rubble and slime For any clue. published 17 months ago










