I love writing. Words, for me, are energy; words are oxygen, light, music, touch. Thus, I write obsessively, read obsessively, and edit obsessively; I pour over every syllable, every metaphor, and every clash of letters. Sometimes, I will even read … Continue reading →
Poem
Love Is Reckless
I was reading some of Rumi’s (Molana Jalaleddin Mohammad Balkhi) poems, when I came across a love poem called “Love is Reckless.”: Love is reckless; not reason. Reason seeks a profit. Love comes on strong, consuming herself, unabashed. Yet, in the midst of suffering, Love proceeds like a millstone, hard surfaced and straightforward. Having died […]
