Celebrating Rumi's 799th Birthday

Saturday morning. 8:00 AM. Yes, it is early but this is Rumi, and Coleman Barks accompanied by the Paul Winter Consort . This is an experience unlike most other. Only thing better than this is sex.   Paul Winter on sax Eliot Wadopian on bass Glen Velez on percussion Steven Katz on cello Paul Sullivan on piano and of course, Coleman Barks with his southern drawl.   What I captured from this session were lines, key ones, beautiful ones. Ones that make you think. Ones that make you wonder.   They may be first lines. They may be titles. Coleman does put in some granddaughter poems. Those generally have a title.   To help distinguish we'll use this little nomenclature: FL for first line, where known GL for good line T for title, where known GL "let the beauty we love be what we do"   FL "one night a man was crying Allah..."   FL if I were dying or I were convinced I were dying soon..."   T "In the glory of the soccer field"   T "She explains tackle football"   T "Tuck's coach"   FL "to praise"   FL "totally conscious"   GL "when you look for God, God is in the looking of your eyes"   GL "there is a community of the spirit, join it"   T "Cats purr"   GL "the internet says science is not sure"   "Stay together friends, don't scatter and sleep. Our friendship is made being awake"   FL "this we have now is not the imagination"   FL "out beyond ideas..."   FL "I would love to kiss you..."   FL "I have lived on the lap of insanity..."   FL "I am so small, I can barely be seen..."   FL "Come to the orchard in spring..."   FL "today, like every other day..."   Coleman closed with some Nasrudin jokes. They are a big hit in the Middle East. They are very much like standard "ethnic" jokes that in the age of political correctness have fallen out of flavor. They are funny.     Technorati Tags : Dodge+Poetry, Coleman+Barks, poetry, poems, Rumi, Paul+Winter Powered By Qumana