Louise Landes Levi
Louise Landes Levi, poet & musician, traveller & translator,currently in KYOTO, blocked 'on tour' in the ancient city, well sheltered & still inspired tho even temples 'closed'. this is the city where Lady Murasaki wrote the first great novel, ( 10th century) & its characters are here still.
forthcoming: Tower 2/TARA;dc x,
Where I Stand in Angel,
RASA, by Rene Daumal,
translated by LLL, 3rd. edition, Cool Grove Press. NYC,
& Mad Song (LP), Oaken Palace, Luton. UK
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if you are in space, & I am your lover, how to touch you, how to admit or deny you, if you are in space, & I am your lover, see the blossoms fall, how they fall, in water in air, on earth, we are falling, earth is falling, moon is falling, we do not speak or sing, I follow you, in the moon's shadow, if you you are, space I am your lover. ii It is the pain in the entrails, the pain which divided us, which drew me to you, which filled my horizons, w. purple w. gold, suddenly, af- ter the blank white, I drew again in the darkness, I perceived the light, of love. iii Inappropriate the microbe, w. its eschatological message, who released the venom, can we know, is it not an eruption of deepest, nature, what we do not know, do not divide this fr. the divinity, it's message is very very clear. iv you remember, I am looking for you, as if, in the dimension of musical en- counter, we vowed to meet in this birth & yet, & yet, how difficult, I do not know the words the shape, the wordless, the fragment, I see steal & not corona I see walls, no greater than my mind, as I seek the boundless, as slowly, I recognize you. v It was not a simple meeting, for months, we hesitated finally the meeting took place, & yet, your inflamed presence, did deny / I did try to explain, my weak, my fragile, I cld. not, you did try, to extend, a single ornament & cld. not, & so we parted, to meet again, at whose appointed hour, in time or timeless, the sac- red note, we knew, vi New crown, the fragile leaf, strengthens, summer overtook, the roots of Spring, you were nearer & I, your lover, in space, & I your mother in time, your daughter in music, in seed or somnolence in dream, your music, your mother, your lover your kin. Kyoto 2020. VAJRADHARA sheds his raiment, you look into the mirror but no one is there, & the leaves are greener .. CHAKRASAMBHAVA extinguishes the darkness of, dawn is a mudra you have learned in the dance, O DHARMADAYA of extinction, the melody is distinct &yet you sing, that the green, that the gold. new moon NYC subject: jitensha (bicycle) Hi Cralan, here in KYOTO, it's empty --& I am riding, empty streets, full moon & I am riding, Lady Murasaka passes by, she says, don't give up/ the court is problematic, don't give up, the kimonos, are drying, but there is no sun, don't give up, the rice fields, have perished, don't give up, Lady Murasaki knows I have written a comic in her honor, she embraces me lightly, don't give up / I have just written this, do you mind if I publish it, as a poem... / fr. an email. x LL
Louise Landes Levi, poet & musician, traveller & translator,currently in KYOTO, blocked 'on tour' in the ancient city, well sheltered & still inspired tho even temples 'closed'. this is the city where Lady Murasaki wrote the first great novel, ( 10th century) & its characters are here still.
forthcoming: Tower 2/TARA;dc x,
Where I Stand in Angel,
RASA, by Rene Daumal,
translated by LLL, 3rd. edition, Cool Grove Press. NYC,
& Mad Song (LP), Oaken Palace, Luton. UK
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