Author: Nik

Posted on October 22, 2014 by Nik

ship in the night

(ghazal) I called to my lover pining, under the moon yet alone I remain waiting, under the moon Searching heavens deep, she is sailing mid silent stars, scintillating, the moon Bold round gate, to silver garden framing ferny path to heaven, calling, the moon Sublunary torment – fruit of desiring sweet, gravitas – gratifying, the Read More

Posted on September 16, 2014 by Nik
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equinoctial

Half moon waxing or is she waning did I lose my sight heaving moon half dark half heavy moon light pulling at this floundering soul one long or lonely night and somewhere peers an owl west or east at the speckled sky sitting naked up-on the roof lanky cat and I as from the north Read More

Posted on May 29, 2014 by Nik

wild and beautiful tunes for your ears

Last DJ foray into the jungle of laughing barefoot dancing fools: hit the play button or[ddownload id=”1996″] Dancejam 8 – 24May2014 by Beatnik9 on Mixcloud

Posted on April 5, 2014 by Nik

Manhood Rescued

“A helping Hand-book for victims of Follies of Youth” A numinous gem found in the library of the Maha Mantra Meditation Hall – a Hare Krishna temple in Penang, Malaysia, where I stayed for a brief spell back in 1990. At that time, this was a marvellous place to meet wild, free spirited travellers looking Read More

Posted on February 14, 2014 by Nik

Love’s Philosophy

by Percy Bysshe Shelley The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the ocean, The winds of heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine In one another’s being mingle– Why not I with thine?

Posted on January 7, 2014 by Nik

Fruit Gathering

Rabindranath Tagore, timeless poetic meanderings after my own restless heart (forsooth) “Where roads are made I lose my way. In the wide water, in the blue sky there is no line of a track. The pathway is hidden by the birds’ wings, by the star-fires, by the flowers of the wayfaring seasons. And I ask Read More

Posted on December 20, 2013 by Nik

cupid on the wing

As a moon struck writer and mad surfer of consciousness, it  surprised me how insightful and self reflective a tool okcupid turns out to be! An intelligent and compelling, new(ish) paradigm of social networking for potential lovers, whether casual shag or serious spouse! We’re all looking for a potential mate at times and I have Read More

Posted on November 21, 2013 by Nik

Brenda Hillman reads one of mine…

 – start at 22m15s . . . A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me. ~ The Prophet. Khalil Gibran Drifting through the formless void, darkness all around. there is a shimmer of sound

Posted on November 21, 2013 by Nik

I live my life in growing orbits…

which move out over the things of the world. Perhaps I can never achieve the last, but that will be my attempt. I am circling around God, around the ancient tower, and I have been circling for a thousand years, and I still don’t know if I am a falcon, or a storm, or a Read More

Posted on November 11, 2013 by Nik

Veteran’s day?

Dulce et decorem est pro patria mori. Oh yeah – that Hallmark holiday where we pay lip service to the duped warriors of the nation sent out as fodder to feed the military industrial complex and protect corporate interests at large (America – global arms dealer #1, America – consumer of oil #1, hmmm) Yet Read More

Posted on October 31, 2013 by Nik

My Garden

by Mehdi Akhavan-e Salis (M. Omid) Holding its sky tightly in its arms, the cloud, wrapped in its cold, damp sheepskin. The garden of leaflessness, is alone, day and night, with its pure, forlorn silence. Its instrument the rain, its anthem the wind. Its clothe is the cloak of nakedness.

Posted on September 21, 2013 by Nik

Burning Man and the evolutionary principal

After a meteorologically and sociologically intense week working at the airport, helping to build out the framework of the city before the event “begins,” the collective switch is thrown that last Sunday of August, and the living beauty emerges, fleshing out the body of Black Rock City like a complex luminescent bloom on some other worldly plane. The Read More

Posted on July 17, 2013 by Nik

It’s official

My new Naturopathic doctor said “Dude!” as she rolled up her sleeves, “your Testosterone, T3 and Dhea levels are way lo-ow – ya need ta eat more meat boy,” and then she spat a splooge of tobacco juice into a can by her desk with a pth-twang and eyed me all, like, this is America Read More

Posted on July 16, 2013 by Nik

Demeter in Paris

by Meghan O’Rourke You can only miss someone when they are present to you. The Isle of the Dead is both dark and light. Henry Miller told Anaïs Nin that the only real death is being dead while alive. The absent will only be absent when they are forgotten. Until then, absence is a lie, Read More

Posted on July 6, 2013 by Nik

Burning Man Dictionary

contributions to the upcoming Burner Dictionary (see Get Lit(erary) at Burning Man group on FB for more on the “Dizionario Autentica”) reality vortex n. physics. the phenomenon created when the intentional gathering of a critical mass of free spirits causes a gravitational warp in “reality” as defined by those external to the sphere of influence Read More

Posted on June 29, 2013 by Nik

12 Great Short Story Podcasts

yes, hand picked from an endless mire of narcoleptic short story podcasts, here’s a handful that stand out in their class. First a literary few for the discerning, then an irreverent bunch for the wicked (and discerning.)  Download, or listen in here ya hear? From The London Review of Books. 1) Perform Small Tasks and Removal Read More

Posted on May 12, 2013 by Nik

Diving Off The Map

I have a clear visual dropping down over Kris silently, head down, fins up, gyrating through the vast body of blue light in a cool calculated descent, until facing the hapless officer upside down and presenting her with the instrument of her elimination, while still below us, the great reef wall reaches off into the Read More

Posted on March 18, 2013 by Nik

The lady

Alright, I’m a bit out of touch, so I was looking up a celeb name for the chicken who laid my breakfast, and came across Lady Gaga – heard the name of course, but no idea who the fuck she is so I check out this great music vid – and there’s class there, art Read More

Posted on March 18, 2013 by Nik

Reasons to be self/unemployed #32

From the Alchemist’s Kitchen To be eaten naked in order to get a tan whilst breakfasting in the hills. This multi-tasking is favourable for making family back in bleakest midwinter England jealous

Who knew the provenance…

Who knew the provenance exactly? It probably found its way through the centuries from some old colonial town house on the distant and prosperous seaboard, but someone has dragged this handsome Victorian claw foot bathtub high into the Cordilleras to market this day, by mule, or by lackey, or by rusted truck. It sits proudly Read More

Posted on June 8, 2012 by Nik

Solar

…Above you and between all these celestial bodies now, hangs the moon, bold, brilliant, heavy in its proximity, gyrating imperceptibly, heaving tides and blood as it lilts in great timeless arcs across the heavens. Beyond her, the unfathomable depths of the cosmos also have their influence you imagine, and, you feel fleetingly, in moments like Read More

Posted on May 14, 2012 by Nik

Transient

Sulleiman emerges from the bushes, a disoriented, quizzical look on his wizened, timeless visage. He brushes off bits of leaf and twig clinging to his brocade tunic and burgundy pantaloons, before picking himself up brightly to continue on his way. But a little girl called Lali, who is six, is standing there watching in open Read More

Posted on October 2, 2011 by Nik

Reflections on Peru

Photo album at FB: Amazon to Andes … descending over the Amazonas, vistas of jungle, thatched roof, thin pillars of smoke, winding muddy river through low cotton cloud… we land, dismounting steel, into a welcome wave of humid heat, across hot tarmac, through tin pot airport, 3 wheel moto-taxi driver hustle and away, tearing like Read More

Posted on September 27, 2011 by Nik

Doing “frog”

No, not the kind of frog you might lick for it’s secretion of DMT (should you be so inclined.) That would be Bufo alvarius – the Colorado River toad. This is Phyllomedusa bicolor, an Amazonian rainforest treefrog, And talk about right of passage – this little fucker took me down! Sapo, frog “medicine” – or Read More

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