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The Unknowing – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Until we accept the fact that life itself is founded in mystery, we shall learn nothing.”  Henry Miller

The Unknowing

Knowing
that one doesn’t know
is the most profound moment,
like seeing through a window,
not to the other side
so much as to see
what was not seen before,
a complete unknowing of
everything and a turning
to the inner compass
awaiting stillness.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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The Real Food – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Food

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“I’ve begun to realise that you can listen to silence and learn from it. It has a quality and a dimension all of its own.”  Chaim Potok

 

The Real Food

Such a sumptuous feast
with food to die for,
true nurture for the body
is gift too for the soul,
inseparable elements,
but, even so
the real food that nurtures
is quite something else,
the presence of absence,
a stillness of silence
an inactive being
that enables me whole.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Zen – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Zen – Word of the Day

“I’d love to give you something but what would help?”  Ikkyu

Zen

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Know The Invitation – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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“What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well.”  Antoine de Saint-Exupery

 

Know The Invitation

Those days do come,
they surprise
arriving unannounced and uninvited
days where before, we caroused and
rejoiced with wine and fine food
only to be usurped by a pressing sense
of dry bones and a yearning for
something more,
something deeper,
something beyond,
and as this desert deepens,
to know the invitation and
to look for the very things that
nourish the soul.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Taking Leave – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Quadrille

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“Always ask yourself: “What will happen if I say nothing?”  Kamand Kojouri

 

Taking Leave

Languid hangs the mist
on my sea of tranquility,
my soul becalmed so restful,
taking leave of the six p.m. paranoia,
that hurricane of disruption
lurking in the corners of the mind
nurturing thoughts
as a cuckoo inhabits another’s,
for sanity
best set aside.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Attending – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The soul always knows what to do to heal itself. the challenge is to heal the mind.”  Caroline Myss

 

Attending

Outside her box she attended to her breathing
setting aside the rivers of consciousness
that on any ordinary day might drown her,
and settled for nothing that was yet something
without it being anything at all,
and later she could only imagine
that she was fed by angels.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Seamless – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Open Link Night

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“Feelings come and go like clouds in a windy sky. Conscious breathing is my anchor.”  Thich  Nhat Hahn

 

Seamless

To contemplate breathing
now there’s a thing,
a rhythm of
an inward and outward breath,
so simple really, and yet,
where is the juncture
the beginning or end,
though differently constituted
there are no parts
neither this or that,
just one continuous
seamless movement.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Good Friends – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

dVerse Poets – Poetics – Purifying The Mind

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Photo: The breakaway at Jindalee, so still and quiet.

 

“Since all is empty, all is possible.”  Nāgārjuna

Good Friends

I was a younger man then
when I wrestled the kraken of nemesism
and made friends with silence and stillness,
almost by accident it seemed
leaning on the strainer post
looking out across the paddock
at the sunset painting itself,
and everything melted
just fell away,
leaving me light of heart,
ever since
my friends have stayed the course
in various guises,
and wherever I am they are there
a welcome balm
for my cosmogyral mind.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Within – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Reflection – RDP Sunday

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Photo: Bunbury Wetlands reflection on the water below the pedestrian footbridge.

“We had the experience but missed the meaning.”  T.S. Eliot

 

Within

Below the ripples of my inner pool
lies my self unseen
who collects moments of importance,
things experienced and things known
for a rainy day,
days when shadow comes out to play
needing a friend,
wanting to talk,
hoping for some direction,
and as I inwardly
hear movements in this deep,
I begin to see a way
to recollect and reconcile,
teasing a way forward
within myself.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

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Where I Am – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Solitude/Solitary – RDP Thursday

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Photo: One of my favourite places, Jindalee, a true solitude as with many places in the centre.

“The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone.”  Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Where I Am

Can I really bear myself
in silent quarters close,
to shut the door of every noise
allowing my mind to freely wander
and not count the cost of clocks
or the doings of productive minds,
to surrender instead to a
productive nothing,
can I trust the silence that
brings me to myself,
can I be with me,
just me,
for wherever I am,
there solitude waits.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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