William Stranger | Blast from Beijing

Everyone can agree that yesterday in Beijing Chinese offered the world it’s most spectacular Olympic opening ceremony ever. Did anyone notice what the Chinese were celebrating?

William Gottlieb | “Addiction: A Sex Epic, In So Many Words”

With their humorous diction and sudden changes of rhythm and speed, William Gottlieb’s racy, percussive poems cover a lot of territory fast. He pleads for us to get serious about the cut.

Almost the Way a Thing Feels

Here are two new poems from Ken Stateman, an artist, entrepreneur, and spiritual practitioner who lives in Marin County, California.

The Well-Watered Ego

Brilliantly alliterative and punnish, Heather McHugh’s confident, sensual insights find the fissures and seams in our ordinary heedlessness. She has a gift for turning our touchy, unnoticed vulnerabilities into revelation.

What Man Most Passionately Wants

In the conclusion to “Apocalypse,” effectively his last literary will and testament, D. H. Lawrence restates the faith that animated all his work.

Rising Into The Global Power of ((Prayer))

On Global Peace Meditation Day, Sunday, May 20, 2007, thousands will gather at 12 locations to pray and meditate for world-peace. The occasion that will be monitored by Princeton University’s Global Consciousness Project, which uses random-number generating computers to measure the field effects of massed human intention. Here the eminent global philosopher Ashok Gangadean encourages us to boost our prayer by liberating it from the ego’s conceits . Read More

Shattering The Ego-Mind: A New Energy Flow

In his fascinating autobiography,  “Intelligence Beyond Thought,” Dada Gavand, a contemporary Indian yogi, describes “The Explosion” of life-energy that transformed both his meditation and his life.

Two for ‘Trane

Two brief stories from Kelly Grime’s “Jazz at Ronnie Scotts” highlight the spiritual impulse behind John Coltrane’s epochal jazz career.

I went to the London concert in 1961 and it was quite obvious that after the Coltrane band had finished there was no real point in anyone else going on because everything that was going to be said had been said. More than anyone could take.