by pensum | Dec 13, 2017 | recent
Life will always be dwarfed by death. In fact, life arises, frail and brief, with all its attendant joys and sorrows, from death. Perhaps one could say that emptiness is the great mother, giving forth life, silently nurturing, without bias, all who thrive within her...
by pensum | Jul 21, 2017 | recent
We are in the dark, unknown, ignorant, Floating down the river of time, Rooted in the fields of space, And everything passes and nothing ceases Except, soon, ourselves When at grave’s edge We will see that we lived in the great light And never knew it. Jean Wahl...
by pensum | Jan 29, 2017 | recent
One day the mouth named the never lifting mist the wordless support the imageless breath how long ago how long? Then came this other day a thousand years of desire and sorrow between sky and path grass frozen beneath a white wind and in the eyes of long histories of...
by pensum | Sep 3, 2016 | recent
translated by Jean-Paul Auxeméry and Claude Margat
by pensum | Feb 1, 2016 | recent
In Rain Taxi (winter 2015/16) Garrett Caples reviews my collection of writings by Roger Gilbert-Lecomte.
by pensum | Jan 20, 2016 | recent
To read Christopher Kelly’s review of The Book is a Ghost from The Spectacle click here.
