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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