You will know you are in love When you wake up, See your love by your side, And mentally throw away All the tasks you'd set for the morning, Knowing that the most important thing is just to be there, Nay, the only thing. You will know this when all practicality ceases. All longing, gone.… Continue reading Love’s task
Category: poetry
Tapestry of the oppressor
TW: This poem contains a racial slur. A few days ago in Santa Fe, New Mexico, A young white supremacist broke into and desecrated an Indian restaurant, Putting in an estimated $100,000 worth of damage. “Trump 2020,” and “Fuck sand niggers,” He scrawled in black graffiti. One of these phrases he painted atop a religious… Continue reading Tapestry of the oppressor
A prayer for the summer solstice
May the awakening of this moment be complete. May all beings know God’s love in their hearts and minds and, with this love, may they accept their true selves. With this self-acceptance, may our systems bend irrevocably in the directions of health and justice. With this equilibrium, may our environment, too, know equilibrium. May the… Continue reading A prayer for the summer solstice
Choices, the heart, and God
Shall I go to the bar tonight, Or stay in and read? Shall I drop out of college, Or finish? Shall I propose to my girlfriend? Find another? Vote my conscience? Abstain? Beneath these decisions, there is the part of us that has already chosen; if we try to convince ourselves of our choices… Continue reading Choices, the heart, and God
Receding into death
Where does it come from, The longing to be stronger, Richer, With a healthier or more beautiful spouse? On better land? With surer footing in the world? Where does it come from, The feeling of missing one another? My father, my sister, my brother, my kin, All are so far away; I want to return… Continue reading Receding into death
Jackson Holzberg Buckley 