ONE POEM
1. Notebook*
That treasure trove you carry around with you
that notebook, where you record
your precious thoughts and ideas
close it, secure it
with its worn rubber band
and throw it like a Frisbee
deep into the chaparral.
In other words…Stop doing
what’s most familiar.
Put down all your best thinking.
Instead, sit somewhere and stare
at the shadows of leaves.
Get to know the tree this way.
Get to know yourself, this way.
2. Bricklayer
Burn the house down.
Now, demolish
the foundation. Fire
your last bricklayer.
Return to clay and water.
Begin there.
Build from this place.
From clay and water.
Contract
with them.
*Inspired by Carlos Castaneda’s, Journey to Ixtlan
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