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Gary Lindorff is a poet, writer, blogger and author of five nonfiction books, three collections of poetry, "Children to the Mountain", "The Last recurrent Dream" (Two Plum Press), "Conversations with Poetry (coauthored with Tom Cowan), and a memoir, "Finding Myself in Time: Facing the Music". Lindorff calls himself an activist poet, channeling his activism through poetic voice. He also writes with other voices in other poetic styles: ecstatic, experimental and performance and a new genre, sand-blasted poems where he randomly picks sentence fragments from books drawn from his library, lists them, divides them into stanzas and looks for patterns. Sand-blasted poems are meant to be performed aloud with musical accompaniment.

He is a practicing dream worker(with a strong, Jungian background) and a shamanic practitioner. His shamanic work is continually deepening his partnership with the land. This work can assume many forms, solo and communal, among them: prayer, vision questing, ritual sweating, and sharing stories by the fire. He is a born-pacifist and attempts to walk the path of non-violence believing that no war is necessary or inevitable.


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SHARE More Sharing        Wednesday, April 19, 2023
Memories of Catonsville Whatever else is going on the house is fine. / It's days like this bring out its wholesomeness
From InText
(2 comments) SHARE More Sharing        Wednesday, January 1, 2020
Uncreation Here is a poem for the New Year and food for thought. 2020 can be the year that we all cleanse the dust from our eyes and see clearly what we are losing.
Atom Bomb Nuclear Explosion, From FlickrPhotos
SHARE More Sharing        Thursday, October 6, 2022
To the DOD -- for God's sake, back off from Ukraine! It's not your war and we are not expendable. I never, in my darkest moment, / Entertained the suspicion / That visions of the mushroom cloud
Fall Foliage 2015_1569, From FlickrPhotos
(2 comments) SHARE More Sharing        Monday, October 17, 2022
"War was, and is, never far off"* followed by note I'm going to town today/ For no good reason/But because I am restless
SHARE More Sharing        Sunday, July 2, 2023
Writing from Monhegan Even though I didn't know it at the time,/ But my heart had grown weary / Of falling in love with distant places. / was just getting ready to slow my growing
Amazing #sunset tonight. Pink sky tonight makes for tomorrow morning runner's delight. #mankatomarathon2016 #nofilter #iphone7, From FlickrPhotos
SHARE More Sharing        Thursday, August 10, 2023
My dream is out followed by some thoughts They were just trying to get out of the big dream / Of the f__ked-up world / And blundered into mine
Honeybee, From FlickrPhotos
SHARE More Sharing        Wednesday, June 19, 2019
Siding with the bee This is a poem about the poet living in the age of extinctions.
From InText
SHARE More Sharing        Wednesday, June 17, 2020
It is what it is (get over it) "What's the use of worrying', it never was worthwhile". Didn't we learn anything from the 50s, for example, how to live without taking any responsibility for how things got so bad?
(3 comments) SHARE More Sharing        Thursday, July 27, 2017
"Dali's mustache" (a poem) This is a nod to everyone who deals with back pain.
Lobster, From FlickrPhotos
(1 comments) SHARE More Sharing        Saturday, November 19, 2022
Learning from Lobster and Snake how to love It is no wonder that / Those of us who are born to love / Learn to package our love,
Mysterious morning, From FlickrPhotos
SHARE More Sharing        Sunday, January 1, 2023
Praying (how I pray) Of all the things I do / Praying is the thing / I value most.
SHARE More Sharing        Wednesday, June 1, 2022
My life as a bridge: In memory of Frank followed by a note We would share a waking dream / Of the two bridges / And an hour goes by.
Female and adolescent Indogs rummaging through a garbage bin for food. 02, From WikimediaPhotos
SHARE More Sharing        Thursday, November 22, 2018
The garbage dogs Today is a day for being thankful, thankful we are still here, thankful we still have time to make things right. Thankful that everything doesn't make sense. Because if things made sense the way they are currently we would have run out of any reasonable hope that sanity will prevail.
Mars Frontier colony - small terraforming station, From FlickrPhotos
SHARE More Sharing        Thursday, July 6, 2023
Beware the barren field It is a harbinger of what is just around the bend / When the human race has finished disowning Earth,
Canadian Melanolophia Moth, From FlickrPhotos
SHARE More Sharing        Sunday, June 2, 2019
All the moth wanted This poem could be considered a prequel to "What did the moth want?".
Darmstadt Weier Turm, From FlickrPhotos
SHARE More Sharing        Wednesday, July 3, 2019
1963 -- A good memory This poem is a little like soul-retrieval. There are memories that hold pieces of our soul that are worth revisiting.
SHARE More Sharing        Sunday, May 14, 2023
My mother I think she was something of a pioneer/ Or even a warrior in her own way
Black-headed Gull P1760233, From FlickrPhotos
SHARE More Sharing        Friday, June 30, 2023
Watching the harbor Watching the harbor / Where gulls are swarming a trawler, / Waiting for my number to be called.
Gypsy Caravan, From FlickrPhotos
(2 comments) SHARE More Sharing        Tuesday, July 16, 2019
The village people When I see young people living in community, simply and sustainably, I feel I am living in the past. I have very little that they want. Here is a poem for them.
From InText
SHARE More Sharing        Friday, January 10, 2020
My little orphaned bat-cry The question keeps coming up, how can we live in this world we have created and at the same time, live with ourselves?

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