hard, compact earth
where nothing grows;
bird hops, then flies off.
Desert [Haiku]
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yellow daisies grow
from crack & fissure;
bridging Summer & Fall.

shadow-dappled
forest floor stretches to a
confusion of trees.

in the forest,
an old stone bridge;
the sole work of man.
Scattered Poems by Jack KerouacOne can be knowledgeable with other men’s knowledge,
Michel de montaigne
but one cannot be wise with other men’s wisdom.
Nothing is lost if one has the courage to proclaim that all is lost and one must begin anew.
Julio Cortázar
Experience is not what happens to you,
Aldous Huxley
it’s what you do with what happens to you.
Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.
T.s. Eliot
If we do not possess a ‘sense’ for a given energy -form,
Robert E. Ornstein in The psychology of consciousness [As quoted in the Bihar School edition of Hatha Yoga Pradipika]
we do not experience its existence.

Fine Clothes to the Jew by Langston Hughes