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This is the best set of exercises you’ll ever learn. The Poetry Muscle exercises known as Meter Kegels have many advantages. They are best known to help strengthen and tone the whole poetic floor to prevent things like linguistic incontinence during middle age. But they are also the secret to Pompoir, turning oneself on inspirationally, and better poetic orgasms. Pompoir is the art of "milking" the Hearer (inner and/or outer ears) of your reader. These exercises tighten the whole PM (Poetic Meter) muscle group and result in you having control of your poetic muscles to add to you and your reader’s poetic experience during poetry reading/hearing. But, no, I’ve been asked to choose, to recommend. The poems I suggest here are this moment’s choices, not “the best spiritual poems” (a phrase weighing nothing in so intimate and personal a context). The “gates” are an equally personal selection of entrance points into spiritual life. Some of the poems are well known, others less so. Each stands representative of many others. Each also, for me, plunges into the heart of the matter at hand, bearing witness in some essential way.
The author begins her dissertation by tracing “spirit,” to its Latin root spirare, breath. It is no coincidence that the Greek “pneuma,” and Hebrew "ruach", both share the same meanings. Breathe, inspire, fill with spirit. To live is to be inspired. Now that you’ve had a chance to look through the meditation poetry above, which ones appealed to you most?On a Branch” by Issa, translated by Jane Hirshfield.Reprinted with the permission of Jane Hirshfield. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy. Finch, Annie. 1993. The Ghost of Meter: Culture and Prosody in American Free Verse. Ann Arbor: University of Michigan Press. drags him down all his life." This poem make me thing about the young men of today's society. The ones going down the wrong path of life, but refuse to change because in their mind, that is all they know. Even they hit the bottom, like going to jail or prison, or even losing loved ones or everything they have, they will continue down the wrong path. Too scared and too ashamed to take say yes to the right path. Williams, Collected Poems, ed. by A. Walton Litz and Christopher J. MacGowan, 2 vols. (Manchester: Carcanet, 2000), vol. 1, 541.
The longing for deepened connection may also be expressed as deftly and lightly as in this haiku by Basho: Charles Olson, Collected Prose, ed. by Donald Allen and Benjamin Friedlander (Berkeley: University of California Press, 1997), 239–49. The moon in Japanese poetry is always the moon; often it is also the image of Buddhist awakening. This poem reminds that if a house is walled so tightly that it lets in no wind or rain, if a life is walled so tightly that it lets in no pain, grief, anger, or longing, it will also be closed to the entrance of what is most wanted.It was many years ago that the villagers of Downstream recall spotting the first body in the river. Some old timers remember how spartan were the facilities and procedures for managing that sort of thing. Sometimes they say, it took hours to pull 10 people from the river, and even then only a few would survive. We can make our minds so like still water that beings gather about us, that they may see, it may be, their own images, and so live for a moment with a clearer, perhaps even with a fiercer life because of our quiet.
Don't get me wrong, the doctors filled me up with pills and good fortunes, telling me I would be fine if I was careful, cautious, a perfect little good girl. And I smiled and took deep breaths even though every breath killed me. So if my lungs are fine, then why am I not breathing? This article about Spiritual and Enlightenment poetry really caught my attention because I like the concept of something such as poetry being able to cleanse your soul or help you find inner peace. The article mentions multiple gates that categorizes certain genres of Spiritual Poems by poets and some are of different languages and had to be translated. Always we hope someone else has the answer, some other place will be better, some other time it will all turn out. This is it; no one else has the answer, no other place will be better, and it has already turned out. At the center of your being, you have the answer; you know who you are and you know what you want. There is no need to run outside for better seeing. Nor to peer from a window. Rather abide at the center of your being; for the more you leave it, the less you learn. Search your heart and see the way to do is to be. Before I Leave the Stage by Alice Walker
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That silence is the thing, this noise a found word for it; interjection, a jump ofthe breath at that silence; This isn’t universal practice. And there are some modern poets who think that the relation between poetic line and the breath is not variable but absolute. The American poet-scholar Charles Olson makes much of the connection between breath and poetry in his 1950 manifesto ‘Projective Verse’. Here he declares:
The ripe peach from the southern wall still hot Full-bellied tankards foamy-topped, the delicate Half-lyric lamb, a new loaf's billowy curves, Nor porridge, nor the tingling taste of oranges. She imagine a bare parlor,a cold fireplace, a man sittingwriting a letter to a womanwho has sacrificed her life for love.Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.” Talk to the people of Downstream and they'll speak with pride about the new hospital by the edge of the waters, the flotilla of rescue boats ready for service at a moment's notice, the comprehensive plans for coordinating all the manpower involved, and the large numbers of highly trained and dedicated swimmers always ready to risk their lives to save victims from the raging currents. So it cost a lot, say to the Downstreamers, but what else can descent people do except to provide whatever is necessary when human lives are at stake.
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