-
This Moment, and: Yogic Rubric
- Prairie Schooner
- University of Nebraska Press
- Volume 78, Number 2, Summer 2004
- pp. 89-91
- 10.1353/psg.2004.0066
- Article
- Additional Information
- Purchase/rental options available:
Prairie Schooner 78.2 (2004) 89-91
[Access article in PDF]
Two Poems
Linda Caldwell
This Moment
Certain music compounds my sadness
For instance the bluegrass voice of Alison Krauss
counterpoints a catechism
for my dead and dying. [End Page 89]
But in class yogi said
everything's okay
breathe
this moment
right now,
a precious thing.I try to focus;
dread sabotages.Parkinson's takes you,
freezes your glance and smile.
I am worn as thin
as your mottled skin.You aren't my mother,
but you may be JesusI can't leave you
in your excrement
any more than I can chase
a stray dog from my door.When I won't go,
you say this to methe woman in my mirror
finds new lines
around her mouth and eyes
she keeps saying
amazons don't sing the blues
they cut off a breast
and tighten the bow for battle
until it cries like a mandolin. [End Page 90]
Yogic Rubric
A seed shoots from the heart:
stretches breastbone and ribs,releases a closed throat,
slackens jaws,loosens tongue
from roof of mouth,takes a breath through nose,
draws shut eyelids,splits the hemispheres of brain,
turns right, spreads its leavesin the region of no thoughts,
and roots a space to grow.
...