Long Dervishes Poems

It was going to be the best Christmas of the most spectacular, magnificent Christmases in the world.
Certainly, the best one we had ever seen, for Grandma Winslet was coming from England which is big.
She used...

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It was going to be the best Christmas of the most spectacular, magnificent Christmases in the world.Certainly, the best one we had ever seen, for Grandma Winslet was coming from England which is big.
She used...

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foisted upon her was the merry go round crystal chandelier

it stuck in her beautiful mind like a beacon of flaming desire

of clouds fried by a cuckoo with an indestructible socket

her eyes wide upon pupils dilated...

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Acute advice for those* who would be King from the THIRUK-KURAL: Valiarithal - K475
[*like presidents, prime and chief ministers, dictators or even modern-day "emperors" under the guise of revolutionary leaders of oppressed peoples]

Note: In this...

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A MESSAGE TO EINSTEIN
Originally Composed in Persian Language by:
M. H. Shahryar (1904- 1988)
Translated into English by:
 Abdullah Bageri Hamidi

Einstein! An unspecified greeting! Well, pardon;
Running in the twilight of moonlight, fair;
With the curl of the wavering...

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there are some parts of your personality
you must never look at
or Aristotle's logic will pay you a visit
for a 15th century anatomy lesson
an eye for an eye a throat for a throat
gargoyle armies hovering overhead
tongue...

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Or Woman, Or Child, Or...

The following elucidated
     conjecture actually can
(reed best) be taken with a grain
     of salt, and no re ban
nah nah split 'ope ya 'ere...

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AS YOU CALL    
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Meditative thinking is good for depth knowledge of every subject
But over-thinking is not useful for anything

Miraculous knowledge serves blissful moments.
Some are like fairy tales.

I do not know who knows better the truth of pre-life and...

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I went to The Jester’s Tea Party
In the tower with the winding stair
Frida Kahlo manned the door
And God and the Devil were there
The artist was stood in the shadows
Silently summoning me
To stand with him like...

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It came from a beloved book; the dream
Long lost, or so I thought,
which told: Go to your Turkey
and meet the Rumi in your dreams;
to complete his story; if I were the
story teller,destined,
for love comes from...

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Shivering sullen, silent all the time.
Suffering, wisdom, alone and sublime.
Where, O my oracle, shall I begin?
Blanch, light of Sin, nickel, cadmium, tin.
Hollow are hearts in the hill-towns, and why?
Dreams are a mystery passing us by!
Doom,...

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Why are we so stupid, Lord? Why do we yell and shout, rant and rave,pillage and kill? Why do we cheat and lie, ignore and disdain, leave and abandon?

We could all be so close, so...

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trying to sleep
take a simple nap
but the whirling
dervishes in my
mind won't stop
stomping or
dancing

and as i'm "one
who delights in all
manifestations of the
terpsichorean muse" my
memories remind me of a
time on the island of Thera
Greece where each of...

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Nudnick
By Sy Roth

Self, I say
Self,
Wake up.
Your ganglions 
Are asleep again.  
Wakey, wakey…
Those around you, nudnick,
Are whirling dervishes
Those who come and go 
In the Speakeasys of their lives
And I am a silent partner. 
Wake up...

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Ever since we first crossed
each other's paths,
And our eyes met,
The sun and the moon
became my eyes,
Now I see you all the time
no matter where ever you are.

The wind whispers the straits
of your listless heart,
And the...

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Colin is a crusader, a knight, a soldier, a champion, a liberator too.
His face is handsome, but well hidden, as are his eyes of lightest blue.
His own mother fears this veiled monster when he enters...

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Boca do Inferno

There is a small narrow inlet 
on the coast of Cascais, or rather a scare
in the landscape the sea comes in has nowhere to go
churns around like a witches’ brew it is like...

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Thought in the night
 
The wind was terrible, raced around the outside like
Drunken dervishes hollering in the night
When the wind tired of this needless validating
Of its masculinity it became quiet.
Now my thoughts and worries took...

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"Syzygy"

Behind the wet dunes
fringed with seagrass
a blood crescent 
kisses the forehead 
of dreamer traversed
twin aeon syzygy 
barefeet the velvet 
sophia imprints
softly speak 
like words seen
dancing across
the place between 
heaven and earth
mapping deviations
non-standard
calibrating alignment
played forward through...

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Your thought-balloons are filled with wild and magical freedom ~

until madness seizes your think tank 
trapping your ceaselessly chirping ideas 
within the teeth of its snapped steel-jaws 
refusing to relinquish you; lest you chew up...

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Feeling a presence larger than life
bowing palms seem to pray to a force beyond,
black sullen clouds drift up the coast,
wind-driven spit of God marks its spot in a rough way. 

Grey ocean mauled, shudders like...

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Last night I watched the movie “Nang Nak”;
the hero returns home after a war,
lives with the ghosts of his wife and child,
unaware they had perished while he was afar.

And then, when I turned around,
I saw...

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as seen from the other side of the border

In the night the easterly wind picked up 
windows and doors rattled 
I was greatly worried a new voice from 
The Middle East – an Arab voice-...

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