Poet Jane Hirshfield said "... the feeling I have about poem-writing (is) that it is always an exploration, of discovering something I didn't already know.  Who I am shifts from moment to moment, year to year.  What I can perceive does as well.  A new poem peers into mystery, into whatever lies just beyond the edge of knowable ground."

I bring a different poem to the writing classes each week, not only to inspire but to introduce new poets to the group members.

That Lives In Us by Rumi

If you put your hands on this oar with me, 
they will never harm another, and they will come to find 
they hold everything you want. 

If you put your hands on this oar with me, they would no longer 
lift anything to your 
mouth that might wound your precious land – 
that sacred earth that is your body. 

If you put your soul against this oar with me, 
the power that made the universe will enter your sinew 
from a source not outside your limbs, but from a holy realm 
that lives in us. 

Exuberant is existence, time a husk. 
When the moment cracks open, ecstasy leaps out and devours space; 
love goes mad with the blessings, like my words give. 

Why lay yourself on the torturer’s rack of the past and the future? 
The mind that tries to shape tomorrow beyond its capacities 
will find no rest. 

Be kind to yourself, dear – to our innocent follies. 
Forget any sounds or touch you knew that did not help you dance. 
You will come to see that all evolves us. 

~from Love Poems From God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East 
and West by Daniel Ladinsky (Penguin Books, 2002)


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