Rumi

If you put your hands on this oar with me,
they will never harm another, and they will come to find
they hold everything you want.

If you put your hands on this oar with me, they would no longer
lift anything to your
mouth that might wound your precious land-
that sacred earth that is
your body.

If you put your soul against this oar with me,
the power that made the universe will enter your sinew
from a source not outside your limbs, but from a holy realm
that lives in us.

Exuberant is existence, time a husk.
When the moment cracks open, ecstasy leaps out and devours space;
love goes mad with the blessings, like my words give.

Why lay yourself on the torturer’s rack of the past and future?
The mind that tries to shape tomorrow beyond its capacities
will find no rest.

Be kind to yourself, dear- to our innocent follies.
Forget any sounds or touch you knew that did not help you dance.
You will come to see that all evolves us.

If you put your heart against the earth with me, in serving
every creature, our Beloved will enter you from our sacred realm
and we will be, we will be
so happy.

(no subject)

Mayakovsky

Now I am quietly waiting for
the catastrophe of my personality
to seem beautiful again,
and interesting, and modern.

The country is grey and
brown and white in trees,
snows and skies of laughter
always diminishing, less funny
not just darker, not just grey.

It may be the coldest day of
the year, what does he think of
that? I mean, what do I? And if I do,
perhaps I am myself again.

Frank O'Hara

This is fantastic

Come if you like
You can come if you like, but it is not the best time:
the weather's uncertain
the trees are still teetering on rust's edge
we have cake, but it is not the right cake
and we haven't been cleaning.
But come if you like.

You can come if you like, but it is not the best time:
work is beginning all round
there are things I have to get done
I can't spare more than fourteen hours a day
and the best of the flowers are over.
Do come if you like.

You can come if you like, but it is not the best time:
I should train the birds to form hieroglyphs
proclaiming your name to the sky
and persuade the city to organise a special festival
and shed three stone and ten years.
Still, come if you like.

You can come if you like, but it is not the best time:
the best time is the enemy of the good time
come now, come in possible time,
come and share some time while we're breathing,
let weather fall on us.
Come whenever you like.

by Jo Walton ( papersky )