Meditations of Philippe de Saint Maurice, which I have edited and transformed into haiku and haiku chains, will soon be published by Mad Bear Books. The Meditations offer insights into spiritual growth, and I shall be posting some of them in advance here, interspersing them with my other work.
The first is gulls:
since I first could think
I always thought that thought
will turn me mad
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like gull-crawing skies
thoughts can sound portentous as though
from other species
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voices like aliens
we think into being as
thought will think us mad
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words crawl crazy like
lingual creatures who can fly
from our mind’s planet
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whether in rage or
loving-kindness – we know no more
than if we were gulls
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fly into the sun
illuminate a last thought:
they. we. light. are one
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freddie omm
text by freddie omm – title pic by thought catalogue – footer pic by yifei chen
This is simply marvelous writing.
For you, poetry seems like real, raw exposure.
Dangerous, deep.
Confessional, fearless, open.
Thanks James, v flattering and maybe true – ir’s surely Philippe’s best shot at being real, raw, and certainly open. My translation and editing are very much secondary.
Thank you for sharing this mind-bending poem.