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Four Noble Truths

30 Thursday Jan 2020

Posted by m lewis redford in poems

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2019, 7*, Bodhichitta, doing, doors, eyes, fly, flying, food, Four Noble Truths, glass, ignorance, liberation, light, sound, suffering, thinking

Four Noble Truths

                and here comes the fly
                brandishing eye-bulbs in seventeen directions

                unaware of in or out
                looking for light or food to go

                finds one truth against the glass and
                findsssszzz the second against the glass

                in seventeen different directions
                at once – in to the room straight

                by my head: do I duck and swat
                (hideous temptation that shudder reminds me

                 no), do I guide it’s flight with foolscap sheet
                (and look at those bodies hung en-wrapped in cornered webs

                 no), the door remains open,
                it has but to fly through, the remaining

                two truths unfound and all unrealised; may the
                supreme and precious jewel

                Bodhichitta take birth
                where it has not yet done so

                where it has taken birth
                may it not decrease but may it increase

                infinitely

 

what more fitting way to conclude this meditating-occupation than the Buddha’s teaching of the Four Noble Truths (there is suffering in life, suffering is caused by grasping, grasping can be loosed, by letting it all go) for liberation and Bodhichitta to extend that liberation universally …

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

Bodhichitta wormhole: none and all
doing & sound wormhole: ‘and is there homage …’
doors wormhole: ‘from the cathedral window two stories / high …’
eyes wormhole: Lapping Reflections [Deep Within Waters] – valley
glass & light wormhole: ‘not sure …’
thinking wormhole: despite all / depiction

 

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the / Four Noble Truths / on a train

02 Tuesday Oct 2012

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2012, 8*, awareness, being, doing, Eglinton Hill, Four Noble Truths, growth, identity, inclusion, talking to myself, train

 

 

 

                                                          the
                                   Four Noble Truths
                                        on a train

 

                                   I

                      when I have the chair
                      when I have the ear
                      when I have the comment
                      the rush of relief
                      is giddy the dreams of
                      glory obscene and
                      then I over-explain
                      and over-give and
                      over-control and
                      put them all off
                      with a sudden wilt
                      anyway

                      when the chair overlooks
                      when the ear listens to itself
                      when the comment expects
                      the fossil of defeat is buried deep
                      the sideline of gaze is cornered
                      and I plan and I search and
                      I communicate like a
                      rogue spy and put others
                      out of their safe protocol
                      so that they don’t want to listen
                      anyway

                                   II

                      either self-asserted
                      despite others’ notice
                      and easily over-reaching
                      or easily exposed
                      and deflated like a
                      large rubbery fart

                      the eight year old
                      wandering the
                      stairwells and landings
                      looking for Daddy

                                   III

                      don’t over-relief and preen
                      when noticed don’t lose
                      everything when ignored …

                      how?

                      stand slightly back and to one side
                      with slight smile
                      when over vindicating
                      when leaking despair
                      and allow that I over
                      and allow that I leak
                      like walking a dog

                                   IV

                      so my train slows to stop and
                      the train on the track beside
                      is accelerating off the other way
                      am I still going or stopped yet?

                      stay in your seat
                      undeclared

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

awareness wormhole: ‘I should never want for something to write …’
being & doing wormhole: block
Eglinton Hill wormhole: wakey wakey / time to get up
identity wormhole: There Will Be Blood (2007)
talking to myself wormhole: uncompletely
train wormhole: dyuhwanner textum

 

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    • Chapter 1
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    • Introduction
  • collected works
    • 25th August 1981 – count Up
    • askance From Hell
    • Batman
    • Bob 1995-2012
    • David Bowie Movements in Suite Major
    • Edward Hopper: Poems at an Exhibition
    • Eglinton Hill
    • FLOORBOARDS
    • Granada
    • in and out / the Avebury stones / can’t seem to get / a signal …
    • Lapping Reflections [Deep Within Waters]
    • Miller’s Batman
    • mum
    • nan
    • Portsmouth – Southsea
    • Spring Warwick breezes / over Bacharach fieldwork and boroughs with / the occasional shift and chirp of David / in the pastel-long morning of the sixties
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