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The Art of Memory

  The Art of Memory When we can traverse the plains of memory, stopping at each fire to warm ourselves before we start again on our journey, there is a world inside a world that keeps going on to infinity.  If we are lucky enough to hear the eternal melody that is at work in these moments, many fine hours may come upon us.   But sometimes the solace and hospitality are too much and we live with our new found companions, taking them along wherever we go, as a shadow upon our eyes.  The memories of Thoreau, or the early frontier narratives of Indian captivity, are something that I have felt eternal and unchangeable in human nature, not for any piece of information they have given me, but because my melancholy has always found peace in their environment.  For some the world is old or the world is new, but the point is that we tend to look at it through memory.  One memorable event confounds all future celebrations; we remember so as not to forget, but we do not remember that we are able t

Obscured Perspective

  Obscured Perspective The mind is often willing to addiction, as if it were yearning for the exterior world to give something back to its character.   It keeps repeating, bringing out of the dark hole a renewed energy to go forward with what we cannot let go of.  But how does it measure what is given to us by experience, when we cannot place a finger on what it has done?  Why is there always something rather than something else, or nothing?  More often than not, the something that is in the mind becomes annoying or compels us in a foolish way.  We like to judge, but when judgement comes to pass, does the true face of our dilemma shine through?  Even though our experiences and encounters may be deep and comprehensive, it is just that there is always an obscured perspective.  Wisdom is not only about what appears and re-appears, but what vanishes; if it leaves then it can no longer obscure; clarity is what has not yet appeared.  We never watch it leave, but always await its coming. Doug

Newly Published Poetry: The Water-Carrier

  Who is the Water-Carrier?  There is a story the Buddha told of a criminal who was ordered to walk through a crowd with a jug full of water on his head while an officer marched behind ready to behead the man if one drop of water were to fall out.  Many thought this a most difficult task, but the Buddha said it was easy for the man who did it with a right mind.  How, then, do we carry our burden? Please read a newly published poem at the following link:  The Water-Carrier by Douglas Thornton

Unpublished Poetry Series: The Field-Watcher

  The Field-Watcher When in the shadows of the passing day A seat is found, asleep in calm Soundness, as activity of the mind Cease, and the slow and wavy dreams Of reality vanish by timeless Art, he who observes the secrets Of the fast-forgotten world finds purpose Insensible to sleep, remnant Of future life.  The fullness of the stars Softly infuse the distant sky With rays of obscure light, the horizon Ever holds the dawn in glimmer. Douglas Thornton 2018

Newly Published Poetry

  Newly Published Poetry by Douglas Thornton entitled: The Mid-Summer Ceremony Please click on the following link to read the full poem:  The Mid-Summer Ceremony by Douglas Thornton