Poems by Stephe Watson

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11/20/2017 work 25 Free verse
11/20/2017 Fire Bundle 39 Free verse
11/11/2017 Tornadoubt 88 Free verse
11/11/2017 November 9th, 2016 2:16pm 29 Free verse
11/11/2017 November 9th, 2016 1:30pm 17 Free verse
11/11/2017 November 9th, 2016 11:12am 19 Free verse
11/11/2017 November 9th, 2016 10:51am 19 Free verse
11/11/2017 November 9th, 2016 10:42am 24 Free verse
11/10/2017 November 10th, 2016 10:43pm 25 Free verse
11/10/2017 November 10th, 2016 10:33pm 27 Free verse
11/10/2017 November 10th, 2016 10:24pm 17 Free verse
11/10/2017 November 10th, 2016 2:16pm 25 Free verse
11/08/2017 The Magick 40 Free verse
11/08/2017 She is Nice 42 Free verse
11/08/2017 Love Surfaces 33 Free verse
11/08/2017 Her Happy 58 Free verse
11/08/2017 Cancer Calendar 65 Free verse
11/08/2017 The Listen 39 Free verse
11/08/2017 SmudgeSky 33 Free verse
11/08/2017 Ganesh in the Deeply Dark Dawn 39 Free verse
11/07/2017 Heart Love Speech 141 Free verse
11/07/2017 Light-Hearted 54 Free verse
11/07/2017 Richard Wilbur 81 Free verse
11/07/2017 Big Washoe, 2010 plus Six, plus Seven 72 Free verse
11/07/2017 Mono No Aware 46 Free verse
09/05/2017 John Ashbery 196 Free verse
08/31/2017 High Desert Darsan 67 Free verse
08/31/2017 BeautyEmpty 58 Free verse
08/31/2017 Leonard 55 Free verse
07/28/2017 Belinda's Bridge 86 Free verse
07/28/2017 Amy's Blanket Fort 117 Free verse
07/18/2017 She's a world away 82 Free verse
07/18/2017 si-luh-'wet 59 Free verse
07/18/2017 withya 69 Free verse
07/18/2017 The Fall of Man 122 Free verse
05/06/2017 Robin's Nest in Wisteria 190 Free verse
04/27/2017 Death Haiku 144 Haiku
04/27/2017 A Death Too Soon Haiku for MW 126 Haiku
04/27/2017 Death Haiku for another, for MW 142 Haiku
04/26/2017 Last Firsts 149 Free verse
04/26/2017 Bugger All Beggar 103 Free verse
04/26/2017 Death, This, Death 111 Free verse
04/26/2017 Moon's Rise, Man's Fall 149 Free verse
04/26/2017 Troubled Troublemaker 99 Free verse
04/26/2017 Mended Zafu, Unmended Sitter 80 Free verse
04/26/2017 Old Zafu, Old Sitter 79 Free verse
04/26/2017 April Mists 95 Free verse
04/26/2017 Merosion 92 Free verse
04/26/2017 BornBreathDeath 88 Free verse
04/15/2017 Plumply Lumpy - Lumpily Plumpy 78 Free verse
04/04/2017 The Death of a Horse, The Birth of Memory 530 Free verse
04/04/2017 Failing my Tools 221 Free verse
04/04/2017 Zuowang 159 Free verse
04/04/2017 Writerless 179 Free verse


Quote Left It is impossible to lead a life without poetry. To believe one could do so is to misunderstand poetry. Quote Right
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It is impossible to lead a life without poetry.  
To believe one could do so is to misunderstand poetry.
 Essentiality Invites Education
The Taoist is one whose view, whose perspective, whose lens, is clearly seeking to apprehend the inapprehendable. 
Who seeks to see the seen, the see-able, the un-seen, and the unseeable. 
Who looks to the infinite finities within the Tao's infinite infinities.
Stephen Watson has immersed himself in Eastern philosophy for over 35 years.  Stephen's martial training (the how) began in concert with his interest in philosophy (the why).  His motto is: When you have enough Why's you have Wise.  He specializes in transmitting a profound understanding of why.  Ask a question and he will show you that you already know why.  There are no hidden treasures only closed eyes. 
As a student of the Tao for some thirty-five years, Stephen Watson has sought the heart all over the world; appearing as a movement and meditation teacher in traditional studios, corporate offices, and pleasant meadows.  Tai Chi is a physical poetry of substance, ethereality, and discovery.  Stephen is highly sought after instructor of this art, also called Taijiquan, which offers a path to health, humor, and humanity.  Tai Chi is an art in which anyone can taste the ancient wisdom of Taoism as a present-day and fresh experience; one which, through rhythmic breath, lyric insight, and melodious movement seeks to articulate the Tao, that encompassing Weltanschauung, which sees the entirety of the universe as being a dancehall of paired partners whether him and her, sun and moon, up and down, peak and valley, or peanut butter and jelly.
Taoism is a proto-scientific worldview first outlined by shamans who knew that to see with the eyes is to not see it all.  The heart must fly forth and the body must dance with sensation in order that the spirit might unfold, might animate our relationships.  The classics of the Tao are poetry not textbook.  Stephen, shortened at Stephe and often writing as ShhDragon, believes that the practice of poetry is the practice of the heart's relation to Other.  It is only by more sincerely, more deeply relating to Other that we might draw close enough, Self and Other, to remember that otherness is itself the illusion.  Poetry is the language of love's re-union.
Stephen Watson is the only person to compete in, referee at, and teach at martial arts tournaments for every umbrella organization at their national level.   He is an International, 18-time US, and now World Champion in Taiji Push Hands.  Stephen Watson is the founder and former director of Silent Dragon Schools.  He now operates a small martial arts school in the quiet woods of Connecticut.  His teachers include every person he has ever met.  Come be his next teacher 
Stephen can be found on www.Facebook.com/ShhDragon where he regularly posts musings designed to prick the life free of our societal stucknesses.  A more traditional route would be to seek him out at his Killingworth, CT studio: www.SomedayFarm.net or simply listen keenly beneath a tree or beside a brook, he'll be there seeking wit and wisdom from those same teachers.
A bit about my studio:
Someday Farm
The small studio at Someday Farm has long been a retreat for those close to the earth and longing to become closer to themselves.  Aside from the wide-ranging grounds we enjoy a private practice hall in our bucolic setting...horses, beaver, fox, eagles, rabbits (aka bunnies), and coyotes. We often commence class under the Great Birch tree, by a riverside, at the pond's edge, at the entrance to our labyrinth, upon the woodside stones, in the barn's hayloft, by the Medicine Wheel or on one of the expansive lawns.  We are a center for nonviolence and classical studies of meditation, healing and martial endeavors based upon love, oneness, service, and release.
Our ongoing and fixed-run courses are held as group classes as well as offered as private and semi-private instruction.  Think small.  Think personal.  Our courses include Aikido (the only nonviolent martial art), Tai Chi Chuan, Eastern philosophy and healing, Self Defense, Yoga, Taoist Contemplation, Samadhi, breath training, mudras for health and insight, I Chuan, Nei Gong, Qi Gong, Push Hands, and sweat lodges.  More to come.  We welcome anyone to the only Farm where we plant and tend the seeds of Someday. 
Shorter version of my bio for publicity purposes/needs/requirements:
Beauty is the Least Amount of Whole
Stephen Watson is an un-teacher who travels the world teaching the poetic process of wisdom-seeking that is Tai Chi. 
He can be found at his home studio, Someday Farm in Connecticut or, let's be honest, more often on www.Facebook.com/ShhDragon.  His work, which looks like movement, meditation, and massage, involves uncovering the Self so well-hid beneath our customs, structures, languages, and beliefs.  His true poetry remains stuck between his heart and spirit and he apologizes for what trickles or ruptures out and comes to be called his poetry.  He, like this lyric world, is a work/play in progress.