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#3865 -
Wednesday, April 14, 2010 - Editor: Jerry Katz
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Dar Óma
what speeded them on their way?
what distances did they travel?
the sky was full of falling stars ...
You draw down too much light
-
soon the heavens will all be bare
2
Dar Óma
yesterday
I went looking
for You
and found You
everywhere
particularly
in the flight of swallows
innumerable
in the darkening air
it seemed they wished
to fan the dying sun
to flame
3
Dar Óma
look at this full fruit
falling for You every time
unconsciously
this tree
its limbs Yours
oozing sap
its roots
its perfume Yours
lichen clings to bark
hold me
deep deep down You are always there
awaiting my blossoming in You
kirtana of singing leaves
4
Dar Óma
holding Your image before me
on a screen
increasing percentages
until You disintegrate
like some forgotten galaxy
calling You back again
a retrieval
a respite from senseless oblivion
I know that stars are born
only to die
we see the light
of heavenly bodies
long since gone
this also I know:
Your light shines in me
the universe holds no terror
25
Dar Óma
snake unwinding
from a lightning-blasted tree
I’ve spotted You
why should I flee?
I am already deep in Your eyes
come
take all of me
mercifully
let me assist You
here’s my head firmly in Your jaws
do not use Your fangs
to stun me
let me live
this death in You now
inch by slow inch
35
Dar Óma
I can never forget the yellowhammers
I saw as a child
tiny chicks nesting in a stone wall
such clamour from their throats
such hunger
nearby was a dark Protestant church
it was taboo to enter
God manifested that day in yellow
the colour I see You in now
dust of buttercups
primrose glance
You are the yellowhammer
ensconced in a mossy stone wall
we see each other
from different worlds
for the first time
41
Dar Óma
I went to my excellent physician
author of Addiction Replacement
Therapy
he put me on heroin
and monitored my progress steadily
<is your need for Her
greater than your craving for the
drug?>
I nodded, sagely
he put me on LSD
<what do you see?>
<blazing yellow harvest moons
orbiting one another
their beams are peacock feathers
showering on crab-apple trees
in the Isle of the Blest
their taste is dry>
<you don’t see Her at all?>
<who else am I describing?>
the doctor is perplexed
the universe perplexed
These have been selections from Uttering Her Name, by Gabriel Rosenstock. There are over a hundred more poems in the book.
Uttering Her Name consists of spontaneous, ecstatic utterances in what the author calls a neo-bhakti style, that is to say a modern slant on those poems of intense devotion which are still read and sung in India today.
Gabriel is considered the greatest living Irish lyric poet.
For more information about Uttering Her Name, please visit