The widest land
Doom takes to part us, leaves thy heart in mine
With pulses that beat double. What I do
And what I dream include thee, as the wine
Must taste of its own grapes. And when I sue
God for myself, He hears that name of thine,
And sees within my eyes the tears of two.

~Elizabeth Barrett Browning

If you don't believe
Just look at September, look at October!
The yellow leaves falling, falling,
To fill both mountain and river.

In the landscape of spring
There is neither high nor low.
The flowering branches grow naturally
Some long, some short.

~Two Zenrin Poems
" the Libyan fable it is told
That once an eagle, stricken with a dart,
Said, when he saw the fashion of the shaft,
'With our own feathers, not by others' hands,
Are we now smitten.'"

525 - 456 B.C

My favorite Thoreau(s) are:
"Pause, Avast! Why so seeming fast, yet deadly slow?"
"... Beware all enterprises that require the wearing of new clothes..."

Like the empty sky it has no boundaries,
Yet it is right in this place, ever profound and clear.
When you seek to know it, you can not see it.
You can not take hold of it,
But you can not lose it.
In not being able to get it, you get it.
When you are silent it speaks;
When you speak it is silent.
The great gate is open wide to bestow alms,
And no crowd is blocking the way.

~Hauan Chuen
(665-713 A.D.)
'Cheng-Tao Ke'

Sitting quietly, doing nothing,
Spring comes, and the grass grows by itself.

~Zenrin Kushu

Then it is that starlight emerges. A star!
And do the heavens heave?
Star-cuts across boundless spaces, time beyond time.
And thus mystifying tracks toward unknowable futures.
Momentous events on but a sliver of VAST vastness.
And what shall we make of it?
One wobbling soul finds a soul-mate and TWO emerge,
Glowing light despite stony odds and singular inner spaces:
Loving, ecstatic, grateful... (it is always the REAL thing).
And Grace also is ALWAYS the real thing.
Together they flee into vastness; It has always been so.
And what shall we make of it?
All things that ARE will one day not BE.
Lights fade, and fated departure awaits.
One might as well wave farewell now, while strength yet remains.
For the mystery will enclose all magnificence,
By whatever chanted name it claims.
And what shall we make of it?
I know only the path I tread.
Yet still I imagine much more...
Cradled in the arms of infinity making much of it, much of it...
Striding amid delusions devising theories of genesis and fate;
What stuff!
What wonderfully awful stuff.
Then it IS that starlight emerges. A star!
And do the heavens heave?

~James Lamp
c. 1993

It was because
You did not weep,
I wept for you.

~C. French
'Hidden Sorrow'

"Whoever walks a furlong without sympathy, walks to his own funeral, drest in his shroud"
~Walt Witman

Looking about all on this old tree,
The flowers also are full of pathos;
How many more times
Are they to greet the spring?


Love me still but know not why
So thou hast reason sufficient
To dote upon me ever.


It is a flaw
In happiness to see beyond our bourne,
It forces us in summer skies to mourn,
It spoils the singing of the nightingale.


Simply trust:
Do not the petals flutter down,
Just like that?


Among the grasses,
A flower blooms white,
Its name unknown.


The morning glory which blooms for an hour
Differs not at heart from the giant pine,
Which lives for a thousand years.

~Zenrin Poem

The wise person does not strive;
The ignorant man ties himself up...
If you work on your mind with your mind,
How can you avoid an immense confusion?

Contentment with poverty
Is fortune's best gift.

~Fu Hsuan

The walls on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams
Will no one lay the laural wreath
When silence drowns the screams
Confusion will be my epitaph
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it, we can all sit back and laugh
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
Yes I feel tomorrow I'll be crying

The fate of all mankind, I fear
Is in the hands of fools
And ordered by the deeds of those
who know, and who are known
Confusion will be my epitaph
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it, we can all sit back and laugh
But I fear tomorrow we'll be crying
Yes, I fear tomorrow we'll be crying
King Crimson

I Shall Not Pass This Way Again
Through this toilsome world, alas!
Once and only once I pass;
If a kindness I may show,
If a good deed I may do
To a suffering fellow man,
Let me do it while I can.
No delay, for it is plain
I shall not pass this way again.

~ Author unknown,

The death knell of wars during the last century has been variously estimated as an incomprehensibly vast 150-200 plus million souls. ("Those who forget history are doomed to repeat it"). Here are the first 8 lines of a giant of a poem. What anthology of verse could be complete without it?

The Second Coming
TURNING and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

~William Butler Yeats

Night and day, year on year,
High and low, far and near,
These are are own aspects,
These are our own regrets.

Henry David Thoreau
"All Things Are Current Found"
[verses 4-8]

It's a little like wrestling a gorilla. You don't quit when you're tired; you quit when the gorilla is tired.

~ Robert Strauss

Those are my principles. If you don't like them, I have others.
~ Groucho Marx

No matter how cynical you get, it's almost impossible to keep up.
~Lily Tomlin

It's terrifying to see someone inside of whom a vital spring seems to have been broken. It's particularly terrifying to see him in your mirror.
~ Mignon McLaughlin

It is not easy to find happiness in ourselves, and it is not possible to find it elsewhere.
~ Agnes Repplier

I went to a general store. They wouldn't let me buy anything specifically.

I love to go shopping. I love to freak out salespeople. They ask me if they can help me, and I say, "Have you got anything I'd like?" Then they ask me what size I need, and I say, "Extra medium."

Everywhere is walking distance if you have the time.

I can levitate birds. No one cares.

There was a power outage at a department store yesterday. Twenty people were trapped on the escalators.

I got an answering machine for my phone. Now when I'm not home and somebody calls me they hear a recording of a busy signal.

I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything.

What's another word for Thesaurus?

Doing a little work around the house. I put fake brick wallpaper over a real brick wall, just so I'd be the only one who knew. People come over and I'm gonna say, "Go ahead, touch it... It feels real."

If you were going to shoot a mime, would you use a silencer?

I bought a house on a one-way dead-end road.

What do batteries run on?

When I woke up this morning my wife asked me, "Did you sleep good?" I said, "No, I made a few mistakes."

I bought a dog the other day... I named him Stay. It's fun to call him... "Come here, Stay! Come here, Stay!" He went insane.

Last night I played a blank tape at full blast. The mime next door went nuts.

I went for a walk last night, and my kids asked me how long I'd be gone. I said, "The whole time."

So what's the speed of dark?

Whose cruel idea was it for the word "lisp" to have an "s" in it?

How come abbreviated is such a long word?

Why are they called buildings, when they're already finished? Shouldn't they be called builts?

Why are they called apartments when they're all stuck together?

When two airplanes almost collide why do they call it a near miss?

Why do they call it the Department of Interior when they are in charge of everything outdoors?

Steven Wright

If a man is standing in the middle of the forest speaking and there is no woman around to hear him ... is he still wrong?

Is there another word for synonym?

Why do they put Braille on the drive-through bank machines?

How do they get deer to cross at that yellow road sign?

What was the best thing before sliced bread?

Women like silent men, they think they're listening.

Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach a man to fish and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day.

If the #2 pencil is the most popular, why is it still #2?

If you try to fail and succeed, which have you done?

George Carlin