40 days of poetry: A Little Flower: Dmitriy Kokarev
In response to the Covid-19 outbreak around the globe, Synkroniciti will be posting a video of a poem every day for forty days. If you would like to participate, please …
In response to the Covid-19 outbreak around the globe, Synkroniciti will be posting a video of a poem every day for forty days. If you would like to participate, please …
Let’s burn our masks at midnight and as flickering flames ascend, under the witness of star-clouds, let us vow to reclaim our true selves. Done with hiding and weary of …
Dew As dew leaves the cobweb lightly Threaded with stars, Scattering jewels on the fence And the pasture bars; As dawn leaves the dry grass bright And the tangled weeds …
When it rains, the world softens around the edges; streets and sidewalks become a liquid mirror onto which lights and colors bleed. When it rains, everything becomes beautiful . . …
All you have to do is wait. Sit tight and wait for the right moment. Not try to change anything by force, just watch the drift of things. Make an …
People have traditionally turned to ritual to help them frame and acknowledge and ultimately even find joy in just such a paradox of being human – in the fact that …
The belief that children must be punished to learn better behaviors is illogical. Children learn to roll, crawl, walk, talk, read, and other complex behaviors without a need for punishment. …
Most of us are searching–consciously or unconsciously–for a degree of internal balance and harmony between ourselves and the outside world, and if we happen to become aware–like Stravinsky–of a volcano …
Be out of sync with your times for just one day, and you will see how much eternity you contain within you. ― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters on Life Image by Felix Wolf from Pixabay
That summer lying in the long grass with my head propped up against the back of a saddle, with the zenith above me and the drop of distance below, I …
