So much of the moment and then it’s gone

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So much of the moment and then it’s gone

Tonight there is so much I’d like to add here. So much of the day, so much of the night. So much of the rounding about in the world, Paris, underground and above, in the newspapers and offices and meditation halls, the kitchens and hallways and restaurants, in the chambers where poets roam in miraculous landscapes of words, in the magic darkness and light of the film realm.
So much of the moment and then it’s gone.
Perhaps enough for now. Just a few words from Anne Waldman, seamlessly fast and deep and wild in the sky and on the earth thriving in the song of words for the benefit of all and bowing:
dakinis sit on my shoulders
elephantine rage
vajra nipples
mistress of the keyboard
no slut to life
I’m the woman who dreams
I’M THE ARTIST INSIDE HER MAGIC HOUSE.

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Enseignante Zen et poète, Sensei Amy “Tu es cela” Hollowell est née et a grandi à Minneapolis, aux Etats-Unis. Arrivée en France en 1981 pour étudier la littérature et l’histoire, elle y est restée, s’installant à Paris, où elle élève ses deux enfants et gagne sa vie en tant que journaliste. The Zen teacher and poet Amy “Tu es cela” Hollowell Sensei was born and raised in Minneapolis, but came to France in 1981 to study literature and history and has lived in Paris ever since, raising her two children and making a living as a journalist.

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