Thich Nhat Hahn: No Mud, No Lotus

According to the creation story in the biblical book of Genesis, God said, “Let there be light.” I like to imagine that light replied, saying, “God, I have to wait for my twin brother, darkness, to be with me. I can’t be there without the darkness.” God asked, why do you need to wait? Darkness is there.” Light answered, “In that case, then I am also already there.”

Ramshackle Houses and Southern Parables Found Poem

My awesome friend Kathy released not one but TWO poetry collections recently, and a piece of speculative fiction with an excerpt from her forthcoming novella, The Reaping. Grab your copy here!

I wrote a found poem using the end words of Kathy’s poem “Marriage” from Ramshackle Houses & Southern Parables.

Ray Bradbury “The Fog Horn” 1952

“We need a voice to call across the water, to warn ships; I’ll make one. I’ll make a voice like all of time and all of the fog that ever was; I’ll make a voice that is like an empty bed beside you all night long, and like an empty house when you open the door, and like trees in autumn with no leaves. A sound like the birds flying south, crying, and a sound like November wind and the sea on the hard, cold shore. I’ll make a sound that’s so alone that no one can miss it, that whoever hears it will weep in their souls, and hearths will seem warmer, and being inside will seem better to all who hear it in the distant towns. I’ll make me a sound and an apparatus and they’ll call it a Fog Horn and whoever hears it will know the sadness of eternity and the briefness of life.”