early
the sun
blankets flat across the fields
a glint
wipes along the banking plane;
the terton,
settled and comfy in the deepest
mind, enough
to reach down a text in an
unknown
language and read it with ease;
60 mph
on the lines into town, one long
finger of
cloud between the sun and train
ever not
moving; he said he saw no need
to burden
the world with yet more babble
from a
conceptual mind; even now
looking
sharp forward through the glass
approaching
London there is a ripple in the
glass makes
the cranes on the rooftops
twitch
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Minoan & Mycenaean Exhibitions in the British Museum
there was
mass of body the length of recline
the height
of seat and stone bath the end
of time,
but the keep of store and brim
of handle (the
maximum bulb upon impossible base)
were lithe
of all action scratched into blackest
liquid
despite all the belts of mist between
each day;
and those lintels planted in weight
upon the
lip of each column and across all, the
heavenly
pediment; having was being,
transcendent
of bound, the message leapt from
behind,
across the impossible gusts of gap,
the wrap
of robe, loose and sun-dried to the
crease of
agitation, there, O beast with power
standing
over me, will you take me from
here
early: my son was moving to Germany to live with his girlfriend, he was spending the last week or so with his parents before leaving; there was a sense that this was a Major Life Move both for him (and for us watching a child move to another country … even though he is 31 years old); he wanted to do a ‘final’ trip up to London and took his old man with him, we went up early – I watched the horizontal morning sun over the fields become vertical up London’s sandstone buildings; a “terton” is someone who has developed his or her mind to be subtle-enough to find and decode Buddhist teachings hidden by Guru Padmasambhava in places or in minds so that they will be ‘discovered’ in time when the conditions – and minds – are right: I had just finished the biography of Jamyang Khyentse Chokyi Lodro who was a renowned terton and teacher in Tibet who declined to publically reveal many of his found texts because, as he commented, he didn’t want to clutter up peoples’ minds with yet more babble from a “conceptual mind” (although seasoned ‘readers’ of life in Tibet at that time would have ‘understood’ this statement to mean that the prevailing karma of mind in Tibetan society at that time was not up to appreciating them – Jamyang Khyentse Chokyi Londro died in 1959, the year the Chinese seized control of Tibet and the religious infrastructure of Tibet was decimated); the Minoan & Mycenaean Exhibitions in the British Museum: we spent most of the time in the British Museum, Jon wanted to have a final look at the early Minoan and later Mycenaean Greek exhibitions … I haven’t fully worked out how these two pieces are joined as a diptych, but present them as such nevertheless
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being & looking wormhole: blister on me thumb
black wormhole: THE LONELY STREET by William Carlos Williams
clouds & travelling wormhole: space for probing thought
crane wormhole: that
glass wormhole: SPRING & LINES by William Carlos Williams
Have wormhole: you
horizon wormhole: we held cold hands
Jon wormhole: Mark & Jon at the coffee shop IV: right angles
life & sun wormhole: ‘… plane is upright …’
London & mind & speech & time wormhole: The Boats of Vallisneria by Michael J. Redford – Trees
mist wormhole: BLUEFLAGS by William Carlos Williams
morning wormhole: The Boats of Vallisneria by Michael J. Redford – With Pigs
passing wormhole: THE GREAT FIGURE by William Carlos Williams
reading wormhole: The Boats of Vallisneria by Michael J. Redford – With Cows
rooftops wormhole: PASTORAL by William Carlos Williams
sitting wormhole: allowed all gain
stone wormhole: only
train wormhole: A Solitude by Denise Levertov
Uckfield-London line wormhole: mother and daughter
world wormhole: Lapping Reflections [Deep Within Waters] – both fawn and grey
