These poems cover over forty years. Writing them is like collecting the bubbles which stream away from the stern of a small boat crossing a vast ocean. They are all different. They are all the same. Fragile, inconsequential bubbles of livingness. The subject matter ranges from Oxford, its colleges and ghosts, to the Far East with its temples, its hunger for life (and cncrete jungles), and its two and a half thousand year old Buddhism. Here, Theravada monks still proclaim, in the Buddha's own language, that "all things are suffering, all things are impermanent, all things are not self. Nibbana...

A semi-biographical account and a research analysis of current voting trends. With a look back at the 2008 Presidential Election. Information about the three major political parties of the United States.

Clusters of English "unofficial" roses
have climbed the fence to face the sun.
Each in its crimson finery supposes
that it, alone, is the only one.

Compliment inflates.
Blame deflates.
Truth understates.

When the Giant Progress
invented the wheel,
he drove around
running over everyones babies
until they begged him
to invent the road.

FOOL MOON
Abolishing the moon
by draining the pool
is an occupation
for the fool.

Look at her!
Sitting like a Question Mark,
halfway between
please and no thank you.

I asked my Mother,
"What shall I be?
Will I be famous?
Will I be rich?"

Heres what she...

This is booklet provides a translation of the Pali terms, an explanation of how the logical structure works and gives a comprehensive explanation of the meaning and intention.