A poetry thread.

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Crazy cloud
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Re: A poetry thread.

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Always Mine!

by Emily Dickinson


Original Language English

Always Mine!
No more Vacation!
Term of Light this Day begun!
Failless as the fair rotation
Of the Seasons and the Sun.

Old the Grace, but new the Subjects --
Old, indeed, the East,
Yet upon His Purple Programme
Every Dawn, is first.

:candle:
If you didn't care
What happened to me
And I didn't care for you

We would zig-zag our way
Through the boredom and pain
Occasionally glancing up through the rain

Wondering which of the
Buggers to blame
And watching for pigs on the wing
- Roger Waters
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Re: A poetry thread.

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boris wrote:
Leon-nl wrote: An eternity of fire in your Hell
Is better than your life of ice on Earth
Very unintelligent. There is only one worse thing than hell, that is not knowledge of The Four Noble Truths.

And here, problem comes, what if homosexuality is wrong kind of sexual behavior? In this case our religious man would be right knowing properly what is good and what is bad for him as well for others.

Of course, he may be wrong. Unfortunately this cannot be known to us, we can only believe in this or that. We can read Suttas in order to understand how things are, what Lord Buddha says on this topic and as a matter of fact there is nothing in Suttas which could justify idea that homosexuality is quite innocent activity. Certain ajahn says that the opposite is also true, but since any kind of sexual activity is rather on the side of akusala since is connected with desire and lust mentioned above ajahn should not be trusted greatly.

But perhaps an author just simply does not take seriously danger of hell. For him word "hell" is just poetical expression which does not correspond with anything real. This is his belief. I can rightly be classified as religious fundamentalist, but it does not mean my belief in hell is wrong. We will see. :smile:
Boris, I already said:

"Not really Buddhist but I want to share it anyway as I think it is beautiful."

Obviously, this poem was written against religious fundamentalists of the Abrahamic religions and their concept of hell.
In Buddhism there is no reason to treat gays and lesbians differently (as compared to straight people).
And that goes for both sexual and non-sexual activities.
I think it is striking that you immediately started talking about sexual activities - being gay or lesbian is more than that.

Boris is your name.... you're from Russia?
“Look on the world as empty, Mogharāja, being always mindful.
Having removed wrong view of self, in this way one will cross beyond Death.
When looking on the world in this way the king of Death does not see one.” - Sn 5.15
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Re: A poetry thread.

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The Mother

When your mother has grown older,
When her dear, faithful eyes
no longer see life as they once did,
When her feet, grown tired,
No longer want to carry her as she walks –

Then lend her your arm in support,
Escort her with happy pleasure.
The hour will come when, weeping, you
Must accompany her on her final walk.

And if she asks you something,
Then give her an answer.
And if she asks again, then speak!
And if she asks yet again, respond to her,
Not impatiently, but with gentle calm.

And if she cannot understand you properly
Explain all to her happily.
The hour will come, the bitter hour,
When her mouth asks for nothing more.
Adolf Hitler, 1923.
sabbe dhammā nālaṃ abhinivesāya

"nothing whatsoever should be clung to"
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Two Ghosts Converse by Emily Dickinson
I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.

He questioned softly why I failed?
‘For beauty,’ I replied.
‘And I for truth, — the two are one;
We brethren are,’ he said.

And so, as kinsmen met at night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.
Dhamma is against the stream of common thought, deep, subtle, difficult, delicate, unseen by passion’s slaves cloaked in the murk of ignorance. Vipassī Buddha
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Re: A poetry thread.

Post by jeanschreib »

there is no god on this mountain top; the fires
were
put out long ago

by the Tathagata’s hush. The stone altar

clear of blood
is cooled

to the touch--
a nerve ending.
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