Indra Net

Welcome to this poetry place, where we offer an irregularly changing clutch of poems for your enjoyment. If you have written a short poem (usually twenty-four lines or less) that you would like to share, we would be happy to consider it for inclusion here. There are no requirements except that it be in harmony with the feelings and intent of this website. Just include the poem, along with your name, in an e-mail. Because the poem is property of the poet, we can only post poetry written by the submitter or passed into public domain. Based on the belief that poetry is best taken in small doses, this page will be kept fairly short. If you submit a poem and it does not appear, it could be that we are holding it for placement in a later rotation. After poems are removed from this page they are placed in a very nice poetry retirement home.You may visit them here.

The Coming and Going of Grandchildren

Restless echo
of distant energies
   long forgotten.
Children running,
   shared joy at first.
Sadness now.
Out of breath.
No more can i run
without stopping.
It is time
to move slowly again
and regain the joy
   of each thoughtful step.
              -Roger Irwin

The sound of the Valley Stream is itself
the Vast Eternal Tongue;
Are not the colors of the mountains the Pure Body?
Since evening, eighty four thousand verses;
Another day, how could I quote them to others?
- Su Tung p’o (11th Cent. Chinese poet)

Autumn

The bear knows, as does the willow, exactly this:
the wind, ice is coming and the narrowing of the day

When I touch the Earth,
Ancient songs of Elders
Whisper in distant places.
-Gyoshin

Light a candle

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