THE PHILOSOPHY OF INSPIRATION | A Relating to Humans Philosophical Issues Feature

THE PHILOSOPHY OF INSPIRATION by Rana Tarakji As Kurt explains it on his Welcome page, it is impossible to mingle with other human beings in an entirely pain-free manner. However, there is a difference between pain that aims to makes a person stronger and pain that aims at the opposite or has no aim at …

Haiku, Senryū, and the Subtleties In Their Similarities and Differences

If I had a bit more courage and a lot more scholarship, I would have discussed the similarities and differences between a haiku poem and a senryū poem in the introduction of my newly released book of poetry Short Verses & Other Curses: Haiku, Senryū, Tanka & Other Poetic, Artistic, & Photographic Miscellany. However, seeing …

Short Verses & Other Curses – Promotional Giveaway Until 12/26/15

Get your promotional edition here. FROM THE INTRODUCTION: I began focusing much of my poetry writing on the Japanese poetic forms of haiku, senryū, and tanka at the beginning of 2012 as a therapeutic effort when finding myself in the midst of an illness. And I continue to write them even as I find myself, …

Life Is

it's funny, life is we are so busy living we forget to live   Let's Send The Year Out In Poetic Style See Newsletter Love (007-15) for details Must be a subscriber to participate    


  blossoms and decay from rose to a tangled rot such is this, our lot #boo    


  And God spake unto Moses,   I Am That I Am! And I speak unto thee,   Well then, so am I! I mean, seriously, that That in the name of God has to be the most ambiguous pronoun in the history of pronouns... I mean, seriously, that That's antecedent can be literally anything... …

Where The Road Ends

from a distance far where the road ends or begins one maynt be sure   TRY OUT KURT'S LITERARY CONSULTING SERVICES: PROSOCHĒ INSTALL KURT'S NEW APP ON YOUR SMARTPHONE: ANDROID | APPLE    

You As Now

it's not where you are it's why and it's how you are it's the now you are    

Nebula Cultus no.5

During that half-measured beat of our lives for Heaven, we look upward to Sky for Hell, downward to Earth All while desperately, dependently, desirously existing within an infinitely expanding Universe - our One Song Eternal - a Rhythmical Void void of Direction of Time A Void where that which we seek be it that Heaven, …

Fenc’d no.7

Tho' bound by boundaries bound by boundaries 'Tis the warden found within That keeps us from our freedom Release the cage key to the wind    

A Poetic Response to our Occult Relationship with the Vegetable as found in “Nature” by Ralph Waldo Emerson

The greatest delight which the fields and woods minister, is the suggestion of an occult relation between man and the vegetable. I am not alone and unacknowledged. They nod to me, and I to them. The waving of the boughs in the storm, is new to me and old. It takes me by surprise, and …

I, Too, Am The Wood

I Am That I Am Is the name of He on High That, then, means it All That, then, means He, too, is I And that I, too, am the Wood    

A Meditation on an Introduction’s Opening Passage as found in “Nature” by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Our age is retrospective. It builds the sepulchres of the fathers. It writes biographies, histories, and criticism. The foregoing generations beheld God and nature face to face; we, through their eyes. Why should not we also enjoy an original relation to the universe? Why should not we have a poetry and philosophy of insight and …

Even when in the midst of a meltdown…

  Show me one who is sick and yet happy, in peril and yet happy, dying and yet happy, in exile and happy, in disgrace and happy. Show him me. By the gods I would fain see a Stoic. ~ from The Discourses of Epictetus #notetoself #iamthatiam #prosochē #takenothingseriouslyseriously #snowpersonsarepeopletoo    

A Meditation on a Title and an Introductory Poem as found in “Nature” by Ralph Waldo Emerson

A subtle chain of countless rings The next unto the farthest brings; The eye reads omens where it goes; And speaks all languages of the rose; And, striving to be man, the worm Mounts through all the spires of form   Too often I'll show little regard to introductions and read through them with hardly …

Gazing subtle shadows of the winter sun

A contemplation of life’s profundity, beautifully and poetically so…courtesy of the lovely and loving Megi of HappyNest in America

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Gazing subtle shadows of the winter sun

Sinking behind the distant trees

Wandering on the hazy farm road in the foreign land

Contempleting the meaning of my existence

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The Poem of Me

The poem of me from yesterday Is not that which I am today In many ways they may resemble But don't be fooled by what I say Look closely at what you hear Listen with more than just an ear The poem of me from yesterday Is not that which I am today You think …


Short version - No. Less short version - A big fat ontological and/or (your choice) existential, HAYULL NO! Look, Poet (and by Poet I mean it to include all Writers and all Artists and all Photographers and all Tree House Interior Designers and all...heck, I guess to me a Poet is just about any daydreaming …