POEM: triangle

triangle

the Buddha sat beneath the Bodhi tree
Mara demanded proof of enlightenment
the Buddha touched the Earth, which
responded: “I am your witness”
Mara disappeared, revealing Venus
twenty-five hundred years later
she is on the balcony, one hand
touching the floor, the other
reaching for the sky

8 June 2013
Auburn AL

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I’m writing a poem a day in 2013. During June, each day’s poem will be inspired by a photo of writer Arielle Brousse doing yoga. I’ve been a fan of her writing for years. Arielle writes the Unforgettable Detritus blog and curates The Sensible Nonsense Project, a collection of writing about people’s favorite childhood books. Thank you to Arielle for allowing me to use the photos, and for all the entertaining and inspiring writing she’s done over the years.

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