"Looking for your light,
I went out:
it was like a sudden dawn
of a million million suns,
a ganglion of lightnings
for my wonder.
O Lord of Caves,
if you are light
there can be no metaphor."
- Allama Prabhu
I went out:
it was like a sudden dawn
of a million million suns,
a ganglion of lightnings
for my wonder.
O Lord of Caves,
if you are light
there can be no metaphor."
- Allama Prabhu
"With the first
step, the number of shapes the walk might take is infinite, but then the walk
begins to define itself as it goes along, though freedom remains total
with each step: any tempting side road can be turned into an impulse, or any
wild patch of woods can be explored. The pattern of the walk is to come
true, is to be recognized, discovered."
- A.R. Ammons, A Poem is a Walk
"When I would re-create myself, I seek the darkest wood, the thickest and most interminable and to the citizen, most dismal, swamp. I enter as a sacred place, a Sanctum sanctorum. There is the strength, the marrow, of Nature."
- Henry David Thoreau, Walking , 1851
- A.R. Ammons, A Poem is a Walk
"When I would re-create myself, I seek the darkest wood, the thickest and most interminable and to the citizen, most dismal, swamp. I enter as a sacred place, a Sanctum sanctorum. There is the strength, the marrow, of Nature."
- Henry David Thoreau, Walking , 1851
Compiled by Mike Garofalo
