Through the Looking Glass

Alice Liddell A boat beneath a sunny sky,Lingering onward dreamilyIn an evening of July--Children three that nestle near,Eager eye and willing ear,Pleased a simple tale to hear--Long has paled that sunny sky:Echoes fade and memories die.Autumn frosts have slain July.Still she haunts me, phantomwise,Alice moving under skiesNever seen by waking eyes.Children yet, the tale to … Continue reading Through the Looking Glass

Rilke Poem

Center of all centers,  core of cores,  almond self-enclosed,  and growing sweet-- all this universe,  to the furthest stars all beyond them,  is your flesh, your fruit.  Now you feel how nothing clings to you;  your vast shell reaches into endless space,  and there the rich, thick fluids rise and flow.  Illuminated in your infinite … Continue reading Rilke Poem