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    The Uninitiated
    The Uninitiated
    The Uninitiated
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    The Uninitiated

    By Douglas Thornton

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    'Before the red sunrise
    Could catch my steps
    Upon the dew,
    Across the quiet hills
    They came, where sun
    Is last to leave
    And fog is first to move,
    And a solemn,
    Inward marching
    Awaits the moon....'

    A world perceived in change, a moment hidden in darkness, silent companions to our inward movements....  Who are the uninitiated?  Where do they come from?  The poems that make up this volume hold a sign of our connection to phenomena, entering into a space where chaos becomes recognition, where attention finds purpose, and ancient ritual an understanding of the present.  The more elegantly described, the more truthful feeling becomes; the more truthfully conveyed, the more closely we approach this world and come face to face with ourselves.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDouglas Thornton
    Release dateOct 4, 2022
    ISBN9798215276952
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      The Uninitiated - Douglas Thornton

      Also by Douglas Thornton

      Woodland Poems

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      Acknowledgements

      The following poems have been published online:

      The Mid-Summer Ceremony (Poetry Earthlings Magazine August 2022)

      The Water-Carrier (Highland Park Poetry’s Daily Poems August 2022)

      The Hunter’s Moon (The Elevation Review February 2021)

      The Forest Opening (Triggerfish Critical Review issue 26, 2021)

      The Uninitiated

      Copyright © 2022 Douglas Thornton

      All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written consent from the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.

      ISBN: 978-2-9566855-2-4 (paperback)

      Cover detail: Wind and Snow in the Fir Pines, Li Shan 12th century China

      The Uninitiated

      Douglas Thornton

      ‘To live unknown and feel no regret....’

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      The Forest Opening

      The ancient tradition

      That acts without knowing,

      Takes words as they are, seeing them

      In experience.  Like a plant

      Observed to grow reveals

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