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category "Yoga Poetry"

We’re fortunate to have Kansas’s poet laureate on board as a regular blogger. These are her poems, either directly related to yoga practice, or related to yoga’s bigger purpose.

Yoga Poetry – Do You Know Where You’re From?

posted by Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg on July 30, 2013 |

yoga poetryYoga Poetry Do You Know Where You’re From? Blue falling off its ledge the expanse collapsing into pale rain or nothing but sun. Do you know where you’re from?   The sea-shaped gullies break or gap. The herd lost in the woods that should be in the field. The scalloped rises formed by wind or its absence. Do you know where the motion originates in a field of big bluestem,

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Spring Yoga – A Poem by Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg

posted by Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg on May 28, 2013 |

vernal yogaSpring Yoga – A Poem by Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg Pre-Vernal Yoga Class Look at the tips of branches: green buds almost ready The grass newly shaggy. Bundles of miniature hands, pale purple, just opening their palms into lilac.   The damp sky wants to evaporate itself pure blue. The four women in this mid-day yoga class want to soar into strong arrows and subtle warriors   but it’s still pre-vernal: everything,

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Step Out of Your Own Way

posted by Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg on April 10, 2013 |

step out of your own wayStep Out of Your Own Way So easy to forget how to walk through your thoughts, to let the weather in your head erase the weather threading itself, right now, through the trap lines of the wind, the tunnels of quiet between the rushing grasslands. So simple to stop seeing what time wants to show you. On the edge of the train’s calling, a whistle half lost in the merciful

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Yoga Poetry for Spring

posted by Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg on March 13, 2013 |

yoga poetryYoga Poetry for Spring Welcome You come through the gate, and your life on earth begins: green wavering into the hue of early spring, the growing heat pouring leaf into form just as you did, are doing, will do with lack, rain, rivers, kisses, wind, and horizons that come each turning. You stand up in your dream, lean on the fence, look wide toward the lights spilled across the black

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Yoga Poetry: Who I Didn’t Know I Was

posted by Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg on February 4, 2013 |

yoga poetryYoga Poetry: Who I Didn’t Know I Was I didn’t know I was a runner, even in one-minute spurts between long walks on uneven sidewalks. I didn’t know I could balance upside down in the middle of the day, sometimes without the friendly wall to help me. I didn’t know I could reach beyond the aching hamstrings to hold the lonely foot in my happy hand. I didn’t imagine the

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Love Dissolves My Name

posted by Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg on December 13, 2012 |

loveLove Dissolves My Name It doesn’t happen all at once. It happens instantaneously. It takes and leaves everything. When love comes, the storylines dissolve: no longer you against the odds or your worth drowning in undercurrent voices that you thought birthed you. The false bottom drops out and you fall right through what you thought essential to your survival but what, over time, turned to paper scaffolding. Now you can

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When the Brokenness Vanishes Before Your Very Eyes

posted by Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg on November 13, 2012 |

brokennessWhen the Brokenness Vanishes Before Your Very Eyes It isn’t what they told you, a chip broken from the hip bone or splinter in your finger that can never be removed. Healing comes before your very eyes, whether or not you’re watching at times. You can’t find what’s broken in the falling-down house of the body that is actually upright enough to live in most days. The old or the

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Balancing on the Equinox

posted by Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg on October 23, 2012 |

equinoxBalancing on the Equinox The golden tree holds her pose for several breaths, each one a dazzle of wind, rise, fall, feather and run. Meantime, time. Meanwhile, a man on a bicycle pumping hard to get up the hill. Meanwhile, the dog tearing down the street, leash flying behind him. Meanwhile, the equinox: a balance point when one white plastic bag pauses at the side of the tree, a flag

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Entering the Days of Awe

posted by Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg on September 18, 2012 |

days of aweIn fall, the Jewish holidays come—first Rosh Hashana, the new year, and then Yom Kippur, the day of atonement. In between the two are the 10 days of awe, a time when a person is supposed to reflect on her life, making amends to anyone she’s offended or hurt on the basis that praying together can help us come into alignment with the holy, but we can only make amends

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Yoga Poetry: Surprise Lilies

posted by Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg on August 28, 2012 |

yoga poetryYoga Poetry:  Surprise Lilies Green shots, pink ribbons in the alley lining the dumpster, or sidewalking the driveway around the broken lawn mowers. Past moving out date, before school buses, they come anyway in the open slash between the heat that levels us and the storms behind the horizon.   When you don’t know, when you’re lost when there’s nowhere to stand, there they are, never bent or expected. They

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