Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Vajra Poem for These Times

We are the flame that melts conceptual mind 
 We are the flame that protects the indestructible mandala 
 We are the flame that dances in the fire 
 We are the flame that kindles endless compassion 
one candle at a time 


Written by Jacqueline Gens following a fire puja on Khandroling

Photo courtesy of Rosemary Rawcliffe

The Thin Line

For David Hernandez
A grandfather whose kindness I can never repay

The fires are lit to stave
Off first hoarfrost
The harvest in
With its scent of rot mingled
Amid sweetness
Overhead winged
Cry out in joyful unison
On their way home

Below crickets trill
Las Abuelas begin the story
Stitching us to the tapestry
Weaving our fate
Into the fragile web
Gossamer threads between
Being and non-being
Betwixt between
The thin line of here
And over there
Outside time
The fires are lit
For love and
Heart’s desire
Before extinquished
In final glory
And all is well

Day of the Dead installation, KPC October 31, 2016
Photo by Jacqueline Gens

October 19, 2016
Tsegyalgar East

Wednesday, July 11, 2018

A New Poem: To my Shambhala Friends In the Year of the Earth Dog

Dumb drunken magic show
Stupidity I sing you into the light

Dumb drunken magic show
Come forth you wily humping dog

Drunken dumb magic show
Unreal as a shadow on the wall

Drunken dumb magic show
Let the sparks of cognition light up
The mirror of your mind

Dumb drunken magic show
Heal all hurts, breathe in hot doggy horniness
Breathe out light elegant concourse

May women and men dance
The great circle of wisdom
Igniting fires of love
Melting hard heartedness

Oh dumb drunken magic show you are everything
Oh dumb drunken magic show you are nothing.
Let’s celebrate our mutual awakened heart!

Written In the charnel ground of public housing
July 7, 2018 in light of scandals in the night
Changchub Choetso aka Jacqueline Gens

A mash-up of the Shambhala Anthem and A Gift to Be Simple played by Walter Fordham. Who can forget those words.....Fearless the Warriors of Shambhala .........

Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Recent Reviews Published in the Mirror, International Newspaper of the Dzogchen Community

I've been writing regularly for the Mirror since 1994. The following reviews are currently online at www.melong.com

A Review of Jennifer Fox's film, The Tale

A Review of Lama Tsultrim Allione's Wisdom Rising  Journey into the Mandala of the Empowered Feminine

A Review of Malcolm Smith's, Buddhahood in This Life

A Review of  Joseph Goldstein's, Mindfulness a Practical Guide to Awakening

Other older reviews can be found here reprinted at Poetrymind

Friday, May 18, 2018

The Lilac Thief

OK, it's that time of year and I'm a sucker for lilacs. I steal them by the armfuls past midnight or in the hours just before dawn when there's no one else around. T Here's a poem I wrote about in 2003 at the height of my prowling for lilacs on other peoples' property or in abandoned places. The particular location that most inspired me was at the edge of Memorial Park in Brattleboro, VT. Eventually the bushes died off but for some years they were a bountiful sources of heirloom deep purple bushes.

The Lilac Thief

This year I looked for lilacs
off the beaten track
in places no longer tended –

A different kind of boundary,
long rows where once houses stood,
lots now empty.

I love the deeper purple of old bushes,
their crushed bloomets falling into my hand
taken from gnarled bark bearing heavy plumage.

I am the local lilac thief,
that one who stops to follow
the scent of unseen blossoms.

Jacqueline Gens

First Lilacs
photo by Jacqueline Gens