Category Archives: Poems

A poem by Richard Geller with or without commentary

A Matter Of Faith

Years ago, I had the opportunity to interview Niwa Zenji, the then head of the Soto Zen sect in Eihei-ji, Japan. At one point I was describing some of the privileges I’d been accorded during my travels in Japan and … Continue reading

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The Writer’s Life In A Changing World—Part 4

Read Part 1 here Read Part 2 here Read Part 3 here What’s Changing For Writers? The Need For New Curators From the writer’s standpoint all the changes I’ve been enumerating contain a lot of good news/bad news. The more-level … Continue reading

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On This Corner Of Quiet Streets—Writer’s Instinct

Writer’s Instinct I’ve been working on what turned out to be a short ten-line poem for the past three days. Several times a day, I told myself to just throw it away and start something else. Yet something else, writer’s … Continue reading

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The Writer’s Life In A Changing World—Part 3

Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here Collaboration Versus Competition Back when I was starting out, writers were in friendly (and sometimes not so friendly) competition with one another. This competitive climate was driven largely by the fact that … Continue reading

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The Writer’s Life In A Changing World—Part 2

Read Part 1 here What are the odds of earning your living as a creative writer?  This is one of those questions—the kind that perhaps you don’t want the answer to. Oh, we all readily acknowledge the odds are long, … Continue reading

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I Think Sometimes—Richard Geller

I think sometimes
What’s the point of writing poetry or
Stories or songs in this world?
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We Are Not Mistaken—Richard Geller

We Are Not Mistaken We are not mistaken By our belief in God Or Truth or absolute reality We are not mistaken By our disbelief in God Or Truth or absolute reality We are mistaken By our certainty from Living … Continue reading

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The Ungiveable Gift—Richard Geller

The Ungiveable Gift Not sorrow exactly Rather A dull sadness Or disappointment That persists Having at last found Something priceless And therefore worthy of all— Discovering it almost Impossible to share An ungiveable gift Like some fabled jewel That disappears … Continue reading

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With Experience—Richard Geller

With Experience With experience And reflection The refinement Of desire Is inevitable As is The refinement Of dissatisfaction Two sides Of the same coin The thickness Of which is illusion from True Worldly Things by Richard Geller Share on Facebook

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Who Would Miss—Richard Geller

Who Would Miss On the 75th Anniversary of The Iowa Writers’ Workshop Who would miss Those iron-cold winters, The salt-stained, icy sidewalks, The overcast skies—head tucked Into my collar and scarf—leaning Into the freezing blast of wind off the river … Continue reading

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