Pandemic Poetry
Poem by Phoenix the Elder – I remember three months ago, when everything was life as usual. A friend would visit or I would hug my family or I would wonder how I would pay my rent. I lived each day not knowing what tomorrow would bring (for so many years). That tomorrow has finally […]
The Guest House
This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all even if they are a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still, treat each guest honorably. He may […]
Totems of Swan Lake, Swan River and the Celestial Swan Ocean
By Phoenix the Elder – I have had many mystical experiences in my life and still do and one of them was with two celestial swans. The night my mother died, I was at her home with her and I dreamed as she was preparing to leave her body in death. In my dream it […]