"Walking one step towards the Guru's feet, the True Guru walks millions of steps to welcome you. By repeating the mantra given by the True Guru only once, Guru blesses you with love and devotion and with repetition of the Name again and again. If, with devotion and reverence, one places only one coin in front of the Guru, the Guru blesses him with ( Read more... )

On Shakespeare's Imitation
of Female Characters
(addressed to a friend)
By William Richardson
(First published in 1788)
Source Text : William Richardson, Essays on Some of Shakespeare's Dramatic Characters to which is added an Essay on the Faults of Shakespeare (London : J. Murray and S. Highley, 1797), 5th edition, pp. 338-363.

Transcribed and edited ( Read more... )

Posting from: http://shakespearean.org.uk/oph1-jam.htm
Shakspeare's Heroines :
Characteristics of Women,
Moral, Poetical and Historical -
By Mrs. Jameson
(First published in 1832)

Source Text : Anna Jameson, Shakspeare's Heroines : Characteristics of Women, Moral, Poetical and Historical (London : George Bell and Sons, 1891), pp. 153-170.

Transcribed ( Read more... )

Reluctance

Out through the fields and the woods
And over the walls I have wended;
I have climbed the hills of view
And looked at the world and descended;
I have come by the highway home,
And lo, it is ended.

The leaves are all dead on the ground,
Save those that the oak is keeping
To ravel them one by one
And let them go scraping and creeping
Out ( Read more... )

Time does not bring relief

Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year's bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart ( Read more... )

Big Band, Slow Dance

Were you close? Im asked, as if grief
Would sting less deeply were we friends
As well as son and father. Further apart
Two men could never meet, though blood bends

Through arteries, veins and capillaries
Summoned into Presence by his pleasure.
On that I could have grown more slowly -
Remember being held, and cradled like ( Read more... )

Security

Tomorrow will have an island. Before night
I always find it. Then on to the next island.
These places hidden in the day separate
and come forward if you beckon.
But you have to know they are there before they exist.

Some time there will be a tomorrow without any island.
So far, I haven't let that happen, but after
I'm gone others may ( Read more... )

Long Distance II

Though my mother was already two years dead
Dad kept her slippers warming by the gas,
put hot water bottles her side of the bed
and still went to renew her transport pass.

You couldn't just drop in. You had to phone.
He'd put you off an hour to give him time
to clear away her things and look alone
as though his still raw love were ( Read more... )

Love

Love means to learn to look at yourself
The way one looks at distant things
For you are only one thing among many.
And whoever sees that way heals his heart,
Without knowing it, from various ills
A bird and a tree say to him: Friend.
Then he wants to use himself and things
So that they stand in the glow of ripeness.
It doesnt matter ( Read more... )

Your grief for what youve lost holds a mirror
up to where youve bravely working.

Expecting the worst, you look and instead,
heres the joyful face youve been wanting to see.

Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes.
If it were always a fist or always stretched open,
you would be paralyzed.

Your deepest presence is in every small contracting ( Read more... )