Jackson

Return is how the Way moves. ——Laozi   not enough windows—electric light at noon electric light at noon—not enough windows   a wood stove just like my mother’s—rusting away rusting away—my mother’s like just a wood stove   a garden screen, weathered planks hung on firm posts—my yoga wall my yoga wall—hung on firm posts,… Read more

Tao is the way / trees curve / their branches, twigs, / leaves, / and hang, with / gravity and … Read more

I wish I could stop searching and be      content A good enough apartment A good enough job A good enough social life A good enough yoga practice A good enough routine A good enough family A good enough diet A good enough wardrobe A good enough mental state A good enough world An adequate revolution… Read more

  trying      to lose perspective      and see the butterfly     opening his letterbox      the odd man from Unit 3 who could be anyone     each red      bottlebrush flower its particular angle     morning sun      waking every new leaf      a dumb Daoist weeping   Read more

In virtual reality      my son told me you can now move a ball      with your mind A helmet with electrodes      gathered the waves An experimental subject      gradually learned A digital exoskeleton      slowly adapted In a matrix within the Matrix      a sphere rose and fell In a dream I tele the lights on and off      by… Read more

February 2016 Gravitational waves were detected last week, I said. What are they? she asked. It’s Einstein’s theory of General Relativity, I said. Think of space (spacetime, I should have said) as a rubber sheet. Where there are heavy things on it, like stars and planets, it bends downwards. That’s gravity. Oh! she said. Of… Read more