“The ability to perceive or think differently is more important than the knowledge gained.” — David Bohm

 

Version 6

Dormez Vous,  photograph by Michelle Tennison*

 

 


what is your

still, small voice
saying?
          That which is overheard while in a coma

Question Sabine Miller,  Answer Michelle Tennison (2015)

 

*The bee must have spent the night on this cosmos flower. It awoke about a half hour after this photo was taken.

Get Your Free Enlightenment Here

poppy———- California Poppy,  photograph by Michelle Tennison

What if you already had everything you need?
What if everything were speaking the answers to you all the time?
What if it were that easy?

• • •

I said out loud I must not have made the Ascension because I still have plastics, and I broke out into a sweat and started spinning

— failed attempt to stimulate deja vu

 

Are you afraid of this happiness?  — The Buddha
          Are you shining a flashlight at me?

Question Michelle Tennison,  Answer Sabine Miller

 

 

How do I know if I can get there?
          hourglass —
          I open my eyes 
         in another room
 
Question Sabine Miller, Answer Michelle Tennison  (2017)
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Is it true?
          There’s a robin’s
          note, halfway
          through, that’s 
          rounder than 
          the rest

Question Michelle Tennison,  Answer Sabine Miller (2015)

At the End of the World, All the Unrequited Love Stored in the Flowers

 

Theologian II

Theologian II,
Sabine Miller, Oriental lily petals and pulp with citrus juice and graphite pencil on watercolor paper. Tinted and brightened.  2016

Opening of The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S. Eliot,

as sung by wildflowers:

Let us go then, you and I,
When the lily is spread out against the sky
Like a ghost orchid etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless asters in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with fresh bluebells:
Poppies that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question …
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit.

In the room the cosmos come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

 

Source: Collected Poems 1909-1962 (1963), adaptation by Michelle Tennison