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Video: The Blossom, by William Blake

Performed by Wienananda, a group of Sahaja yogis in Vienna.

September 1, 2024 · 7 Comments

Margo Berdeshevsky: After the Auguries…

Where are medicines for vengeances, where
are cures in what palm of whose open hand.

September 1, 2024 · 9 Comments

Baron Wormser: The System

Humankind never has been very aware of the consequences of their group actions, perhaps because large groups, in particular, are inherently thoughtless.

April 21, 2024 · 3 Comments

William Blake: The Human Abstract

Pity would be no more If we did not make somebody poor, And Mercy no more could be If all were as happy as we. And mutual fear brings Peace, … Continue reading

December 15, 2023 · Leave a comment

William Wordsworth: My Heart Leaps Up

The Child is father of the Man…

December 8, 2023 · 3 Comments

Lord Byron: Epitaph to a Dog

…all the Virtues of Man
Without his Vices.

October 13, 2023 · 12 Comments

Baron Wormser: Remembering the Alchemists & Other Essays 

One sentence speaks for all his direct, well-wrought sentences: “We are inside the largest militarist society the world has ever known, and we are at war always.”

January 11, 2023 · 1 Comment

T. R. Hummer: William Blake and the Alligator

A young man still, to me he is the Ancient of Days
standing stern in the stern of the skiff, poling us
Over the jade mirror of the Tickfaw River.

June 7, 2022 · Leave a comment

Doug Anderson: Put Your Hand In My Wound

Jesus out of his tomb and wandering
among the rotting corpses in Ukraine,
dragging his bandages behind him.

April 24, 2022 · 11 Comments

Video: Martha Redbone sings ‘Sleep Sleep Beauty Bright’ by William Blake

In an enchanting lyrical rendition of William Blake’s poem “Sleep Sleep Beauty Bright,” singer Martha Redbone blends rhythm, blues and soul with traditional Native American music.

October 30, 2021 · 2 Comments

William Blake: The Fly

Am not I
A fly like thee?
Or art not thou
A man like me?

September 10, 2021 · 5 Comments

John Clare: The Thunder Mutters

The thunder mutters louder & more loud
With quicker motion hay folks ply the rake

September 4, 2020 · 1 Comment

Chard deNiord: The Music of Being

Hold a hazelnut up to your eyes
as a lens for seeing through,
then wake to a katydid and say its name.

February 23, 2020 · Leave a comment

Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Frost at Midnight

Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee,
Whether the summer clothe the general earth
With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing
Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch…

February 21, 2020 · 2 Comments

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