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Gary Lindorff is a poet, writer, blogger and author of five nonfiction books, three collections of poetry, "Children to the Mountain", "The Last recurrent Dream" (Two Plum Press), "Conversations with Poetry (coauthored with Tom Cowan), and a memoir, "Finding Myself in Time: Facing the Music". Lindorff calls himself an activist poet, channeling his activism through poetic voice. He also writes with other voices in other poetic styles: ecstatic, experimental and performance and a new genre, sand-blasted poems where he randomly picks sentence fragments from books drawn from his library, lists them, divides them into stanzas and looks for patterns. Sand-blasted poems are meant to be performed aloud with musical accompaniment.

He is a practicing dream worker(with a strong, Jungian background) and a shamanic practitioner. His shamanic work is continually deepening his partnership with the land. This work can assume many forms, solo and communal, among them: prayer, vision questing, ritual sweating, and sharing stories by the fire. He is a born-pacifist and attempts to walk the path of non-violence believing that no war is necessary or inevitable.


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A poem for we desolate of vision And remember when Gaza was just Gaza In the atlas of our self-loathing? And remember when a bird was just a bird
SHARE More Sharing        Monday, March 10, 2025
Empty mansions It is without wanting what they have / That I watch the sun set / On their outrageously extravagant vacancy.
SHARE More Sharing        Sunday, March 9, 2025
Should the US be a territory of Canada? (a sonnet) I think we should exchange the starry flag / For an emblem that conjures less stress, / Namely the red and white maple leaf rag.
SHARE More Sharing        Friday, March 7, 2025
Will we stay mired in our psychologies or start living for our soul's expansion What follows is a brief synopsis of the choice we face sooner or later in our lives, to stay mired in complexes or opt to individuate and start living for our souls.
SHARE More Sharing        Thursday, March 6, 2025
Three poems about staying awake for ourselves and a reflection I am trying to decipher a story./ (But maybe there is no story)/ No, I'm telling you,/ Once upon a time there was a story.
SHARE More Sharing        Wednesday, March 5, 2025
Two poems by Vermont sculptor / writer Nick Santoro Still inside / leaves rustle / outside / flags waver / cars roll / trunks close / train whistles / crows craw
SHARE More Sharing        Wednesday, March 5, 2025
Time out or back to the Dreaming When they started planning to send garbage to the moon / I suddenly realized how all of this would fall out
SHARE More Sharing        Tuesday, March 4, 2025
My favorite saint Or if the madness spreads, followed by the rotten stench of failed civilization,/ May I call you, if those coconuts floating by turn out to be heads?)
SHARE More Sharing        Tuesday, March 4, 2025
Who am I? What am I doing? Where am I going? The dark channel of the canal / Bears no reflections / Because on the other side / Is total darkness
Northern mockingbird, From FlickrPhotos
SHARE More Sharing        Monday, March 3, 2025
Listening to the mockingbird Like what happens when / God is talking in his sleep / Spouting poetry or talking trash?
SHARE More Sharing        Monday, March 3, 2025
The corporate state, war, glyphosate and the red Hulk The United States, which is owned and run by corporations, uses its citizenry, primarily to consume but also to sign off on its wars. This is very dark. So what if people stopped drinking the Kool Aid,
SHARE More Sharing        Friday, February 28, 2025
A story by an unknown author about the true nature of bees This little story about the bee is beautiful isn't it? What if my biology teacher had assigned that story to us in 7th grade and asked us what it says about the nature of bees.
SHARE More Sharing        Tuesday, February 25, 2025
A prayer And damn the golf course on the other side / Where the ashes of our forefathers are surely scattered. / And bless the spoon bills in their pink majesty
SHARE More Sharing        Tuesday, February 25, 2025
How to hug a tree . . .Now spread your fingers / And with soft receptive palms hold your tree / Firmly and gently / As if you are approaching someone / You know and love
SHARE More Sharing        Monday, February 24, 2025
Two kinds of trauma and stress responses When chronic trauma, trauma that we have lived with for a long time, begins to present as acute symptoms, often collectively described as an autoimmune illness or condition, we need to get help.
SHARE More Sharing        Saturday, February 22, 2025
Getting ready (followed by the lyrics for "By my side" from Godspell) followed by notes I was trying to figure out what exactly we were protesting. / When I started feeling an irritation in my shoe.
SHARE More Sharing        Monday, February 10, 2025
Back to school cheat sheet Our planet, our business./There will be no jobs on a dying planet./ Waste is just a resource in the wrong place.
SHARE More Sharing        Sunday, February 2, 2025
Chaos theory followed by notes When he shook my hand to thank me for helping / Both our hands were covered with sand / Like sandpaper / Sand that the tide moves around by the ton
SHARE More Sharing        Saturday, February 1, 2025
Rilke's irony: Puppets are people / People are puppets He had very high expectations / For the theater / Or was it just that he entertained no hope at all
SHARE More Sharing        Friday, January 31, 2025
I will never forgive you Israel Just as I can't forgive the US / For atrocities committed /Over the last 250 years./I am only responsible / For my own heart and soul.

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