Max Reif

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In Meditation - Poem by Max Reif

The thoughts that come and go
as I sit in meditation,
like a buddha
carved into a cliffside:

workers who can build
a city of ideals—
or an army of barbarians.


Comments about In Meditation by Max Reif

  • (3/7/2006 2:41:00 PM)

    good point Max.. thoughts can either direct us to 2 different paths, unless we learn to control them. well said!
    HBH
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  • (3/2/2006 5:38:00 AM)

    Sorry about the cliché, food for thought...great poem. Must try some meditating myself some time and see what happens. Going back to the English Teacher, I think you should paint her portrait. (Report)Reply

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  • (2/22/2006 11:06:00 AM)

    idealist barbarians, i say. lots to think about with this piece, Max... (Report)Reply

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  • (2/22/2006 10:16:00 AM)

    Max this is such a powerful canvas. So true. Thank you so much. (Report)Reply

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  • (2/22/2006 10:12:00 AM)

    strong compact
    powerful
    a wonderful poem
    and as always
    not a thing exists
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 22, 2006



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