2022 NaPoWriMo DAY TWENTY-TWO22 April 2022 Rapt Race


Rapt Race

RaRaRa!
Raw sorrow or
sounds of radical cheers?
Ra the Egyptian sun god,
rare divinity,
falcon, rara aves, its symbol,
a rarity,
on the rapidly extinguished list,
raw sorrow,
tough to ratify, depending on ratio
of ratings, rapaciousness,
ramshackle rattling the heart.
Babies receive rattles,
rapidly learn to ramble, rant,
ram into rarified conversations,
realize
rams race across rapids and rainbows, ravenous, rapt,
in search of rare tender buds, but
is the age of the Ram upon us?
A far-ranging proposition.
Meanwhile Rapunzel,
old, rabid rabble-rouser,
irate, enraged,
dances with his razor-sharp shadow,
raven on his raving-mad right shoulder,
rat on his rambunctious left,
he’s on a rampage, while
princess, radically radiant,
from the ramparts arranges for rain,
and enraptured, raves,
ready to erase every trace of the rancorous race.
No ransom,
no more raw sorrow,
RaRaRa!


Prompt: Repetition

Re: in Defense of Deepak Chopra 22 April 2022

(parallel to NaPoWriMo)

Recently I received the following unexpected, unsolicited, probably multiply sent-out, impersonal message from a sender who shall remain nameless:

In Boston Chopra was one of the coowners in my condo building and was the only one totally irresponsible in his responsibilities. We thought of him as a scum bag and total phony from our direct experience with him. He may spout worth thoughts but anything coming from him I would discount.”

I replied as follows:
Thank you for your message.

I don’t doubt your personal memories regarding Chopra’s comportment in his youth.

It does, however, lead me to the opposite conclusion: it validates Chopra’s present-day powerful positive role in the world.

For two reasons:
One, modern psychology recognizes that unless a person has experienced negativity in himself, and worked through and beyond it, he will lack the personal, embodied understanding of its effects and of forgiveness and compassion. That experiential knowledge is a sine qua non condition for offering teaching in this domain.

Two, a well-known biblical parable offers another explanation: that of the prodigal son. He amassed sufficient experiential substance to warrant a celestial banquet. The key to the banquet: conversion. Alchemization is required: the transformation of lead into gold. The question: is there sufficient lead that can be alchemized? Enough substance to transubstantiate?
What life was lived? No lead melts into no gold.

I found a lot of gold in Chopra’s work, in his writings and his workshops.

His teachings uniquely embrace body and mind/spirit, ancient wisdom and cutting-edge modern science, span the
Vedas and Quantum Physics. This all-encompassing perspective enables Chopra to help modern-day humans to fulfill their mission (here a a definition according to Shinto philosophy:) to link heaven and earth.

Anyone in search of greater fulfillment, is free to test Chopra’s recipes.
Reading his book “Synchrodestiny” may easily turn life into a serendipitous adventure.

2022 NaPoWriMo DAY NINETEEN19 April 2022 Stretch

Behind, belated, and loving it



Stretch

don’t dabble
plunge in
wholehearted
welcome the violoncello
its notes reverberate
glide raindroplike near
undying
forever

deep-dive
where invaders
in mantles of mother of pearl
melt suffering into iridescence
shapeshift into shining
gems

befriend the flitting
swallow
see it build its nest from
mud and saliva
here in the quiet cloister
of an abandoned
convent

turn the stone it
astounds
lay your palms
gratitude gently
on stumbling blocks
pour syrah on the ground
drain the silver
cup

stretch farthest
the lark spirals skyward
listen
its song caresses
the wheat field
when you break bread
let its flavor be
vertical

2022 NaPoWriMo DAY SEVENTEEN17 April 2022 Souvenir


Souvenir

Sand-colored
luscious plutocratic
pair
supreme slender utterly
elegant long-legged
Afghans

twin elongated faces
gold-glinting
eyes
wide-windowed
St. Andrew’s viewpoint
sighthounds’ horizon

skyscrapers crystal spikes
HongKong below
glistening
water’s rim
similar sunlit immersion

still here
sand-color pervades
all
her flawless robe
hair flowing down
bronzed shoulders
hand lightly
on shivering greyhound flank

shimmering
sand-colored
instant


Prompt:
memory of dogs