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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.
SHARE Monday, March 16, 2026 My phone doesn't respect me
I took one, just one, shot / With absolute passive-aggressive artistic abandon. / My phone might as well have said - I'll show you, smart ass!
SHARE Thursday, March 12, 2026 The kick off
I've never compared myself to a football before / But to that spirit / That launched my ass, . . .
(3 comments) SHARE Tuesday, March 3, 2026 Jung: Psyche is soul (It is also infinite)
The psyche is the potential for self-awareness that is our birthright. It begins to expand at birth like a blossoming bud except that it is not a thing, but a dimension.
SHARE Sunday, March 1, 2026 Automaton
Check out my life-like movements. / I know how to dance, / Disco being my specialty.
SHARE Thursday, February 26, 2026 What is wrong?
A butterfly landed near me / And opened and closed its wings. / I did not notice.
SHARE Sunday, February 22, 2026 Renewing a promise: for the liminal days we live in
I knew that I was in the presence of an intelligent being. Please understand that this is not a thought. It is a powerful memory like when you meet someone who leaves an indelible impression on you. . . .
SHARE Friday, February 20, 2026 The look of a rose is only half
Of the three greenhouses / I only worked in two / Where the pink and red roses grew. / The third greenhouse was off limits.
SHARE Thursday, February 19, 2026 The boat of sorry men
The first man's hands were drenched in oil / He said I'm sorry / I said Get in the boat.
SHARE Wednesday, February 18, 2026 Why I saw no dogs in Lima
The cats were much loved in Lima./ But where are the dogs? / I didn't see a single one.
SHARE Sunday, February 8, 2026 Looking at myself
Don't say I am a force to be reckoned with / Just because I kicked in a door once.
SHARE Thursday, February 5, 2026 Living in the mind-bog of modern science
. . .basically what I am saying is, Western science is still stuck in a 19 century world view where rationalism and its shadow, materialism, predominate.
SHARE Wednesday, February 4, 2026 A vision of Leonardo
There is a man piloting it / Who could be anyone / But I know that it is Leonardo DaVinci.
SHARE Tuesday, February 3, 2026 Finding my ancestral home
If your are lucky / Your ancestral home will find you, / But you might have to wait a lifetime.
SHARE Friday, January 30, 2026 Batman addressing the Santa Clara city council: A true hero (reposting)
At first I was ready to laugh when I opened this CNN story, but as I listened to this Batman, I wasn't laughing. I realized that he was dead serious. I hope we have lots more natural-born heroes stepping up like this to confront the flat-lined wooden heads of our broken governing bodies.
SHARE Wednesday, January 21, 2026 Living in apocalyptic times
My grandfather was the first / Of my blood relations / To start living in apocalyptic times
SHARE Sunday, January 18, 2026 I see you
I am calling out to you to wake up! / Whatever you think you're doing, stop. / Because our days are numbered
SHARE Friday, January 16, 2026 Do not eat this apple
This apple has amnesia. / Do not eat it. / It has forgotten who it is. / It has rolled too far from the tree.