still here i
am still here at times
still here in half-light at times with you peering at this odd-angled orb
todavía estoy aquí for you yes para ti todavía still here i
am for you todavía still here it is true para ti for you in half
light it is this way still full face toward you still here for you
at times i sleep at times all i can see barely at times the shadow
that is me not me it is here still the door open at times burns
w/o me even though i am still here todavía for you para ti
on occasion you
notice me look down i look down a smile
yes a tiny smile comes to me for you para ti todavía aquí here
for you here i am both of us in darker light filters than the last time
we stood together todavía still here on this half orb both of us a father
in a clean washed shirt after a scalding shower todavía still you me w/o
the shadow at times the shadow
i cannot tell i sleep the blankets folded and unfolded todavía
still here para ti for you todavía
todavía estoy aquí para ti still here
i am still here here yes for you
So we travel on earth seeking the terrain of Poetry, walking through wilderness and empty landscape or visiting those ancient sites like Dholavira in far-western Gujarat, or Mykenai in the Greek Peloponnese, or the Arawak campsite on eastern Carriacou in the Grenadine Windward Isles, pursuing that authenticity of experience in a form of antique material reality...
These are places, strange and vague situations where death is manifold and thoroughly extant to the careful eye. There are women’s bangles made of shell to be picked up from the saline dust or small copper beads and thin chert blades, or tiny obsidian arrow-heads that can be unhidden and disclosed beneath those bloody grey walls about the Lion Gate, or beautiful indented potsherds and ceramic fragments at the waterline where the Atlantic rolls out its long blue visceral waves...
Kevin McGrath 🐚Yoga of Poetry
“Dare to live the life you have dreamed."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
What began as a series of literary salons and writing workshops is now a worldwide circle of literary & fine artists who believe that words, art, and music act as a transcendent bridge, and allow us to create the lives we have imagined. Poets and Dreamers Literary Circle and the Poets and Dreamers Literary & Fine Arts Journal exist as opportunities for authors and artists to actualize themselves through collaboration and the circulation of literary and fine arts.
"Remember...the entrance door to the sanctuary is inside you."