Tuesday, March 9, 2010


There is a Palace which is also a kaleidoscope of gold.
The pilgrim entering it enters the rose of heaven petal by petal
turning on the sacred wheel, and with each step of this roundelay
comes closer and closer to the eye of God.
To enter this eye is oblivion,
To then be restored
A component of the unity, a ray of the emanation,
swirling in the dance, the celestial machinery.
(from the margin of a notebook of 1998)


  1. It's nice to see that people still use notebooks for writing. I mean, do you still? Or have you switched to computer screens? Lately I have been thinking about going back to mine. It's way more romantic, in a manner of speaking.


  2. Dear Mme. A,
    These extracts from earlier notebooks were initially printed by hand. And now I type with one finger. Not much improvement!But it slows
    me down enough to compose the sentence I am writing
    instead of racing to the next thought.
    A certain third-grade slowness to start
    with would save many a writer from neurotic block--I'm convinced!
    A dear friend believed that poems should be
    written to candle-light, which I have tried;
    it did wonders for my concentration but was hard on my eyesight.So much for romance!
    My best regards/p