i wish i could fly with dragonflies
across gray skies
to far away lands
with tender coconuts and crimson sands
where the warm breeze
stops to kiss the monsoon draped streets
where paper kites touch the blue skies
do you like the glass bangles and kajal in my eyes?
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Such unusual and beautiful imagery, the contrasts, the word tones, restless nature, transparent light and dark, a gorgeous flight.
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Woke up restless and feeling terribly nostalgic about the sights and sounds of Asia…thank you for taking the time to read
the poem, Steve 🙂
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My pleasure, Sobhana (hope I’ve got your name right, I apologize if I haven’t). Sorry to hear that you were unsettled, but one good outcome was this wonderful poem.
Although there’s some famous poetry from very calm and tranquil Buddhists, I can’t write poetry like that. I need to feel something, and often it’s the opposite of calm.
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Very kind. Would love names of few Buddhist poets. Sobhana (Shob-na 🙂
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I am no expert, but I know Thich Nhat Hanh because I do some meditation with a group that follows his teachings, and I have a book of his poetry. And the famous Basho, who was a Zen Buddhist (and a bit of a mystery).
As you probably guessed, I was pronouncing your name wrongly in my head, it’s a beautiful name. 🙂
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