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Form is Emptiness. Emptiness is Form

Form is Emptiness. Emptiness is Form

Spinozablue welcomes the poetry of Virginie Colline, Hilary Sideris, Changming Yuan, Kenneth Pobo, Joan McNerney, and the fiction of Shanna Perplies. *     *     *     *     * A tip of the hat goes to nnyhav for the link to Tim Parks’ excellent article in the New York Review of Books, The Chattering Mind. While most of the article is about modern literature, there is a section on the Buddhist quest to still the mind which I found brilliantly concise and relevant…

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Kenneth Pobo: Lobster Telephone

Kenneth Pobo: Lobster Telephone

  RENDEZVOUS OF THE FRIENDS       By Max Ernst It’s the usual thing—when friends come over, they head for the kitchen. I’m a poor cook, impatient.  A slow simmer makes me crabby.  Today is weird.  My friends avoid the kitchen.   They’ve come to see a mountain that bolted up out of the ground like a spring coneflower.  How it got there, who knows?  I wouldn’t allow anything that would dwarf our forget-me-nots– tiny blue flowers sing louder than…

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