The Way Back you ask where to dig what to penetrate why the past no longer inserts itself as it once did its canny dominance over the present hours lost to memory moments that happened & in the instant of happening memory set sail /////////////////// If only we were to open our eyes (after W.G. Sebald) not only the wind but the sands that drift their way a prompt within their delicate bulk of dunes the sea too, its fathom of motives waves mount, crest excited amid such vast and active calm one’s spirit soars and quiets inland, I think of Odysseus ever homesick not wanting to forget and Rumi late by myself in the boat of myself dolphins tossed on waves of their own making recall my wish to be soaked by crazy wisdom Christopher Isherwood writes (and this is on my mind) homesickness for sanity is the only reason to take up a spiritual discipline ///////////////// Steve Clorfeine is one of the founding arts faculty at Naropa University in Colorado. As faculty at SUNY New Paltz he later directed the Experimental Studies Department His performance work has been commissioned by many venues in NY State. A member of Meredith Monk’s company, performing throughout Europe and the U.S. Steve began teaching theater in Nepal and India in 2003 and subsequently received two Cultural Envoy grants from the State Department for extended performance work. Steve currently teaches semi-annually in Europe. His non-fiction book on Nepal was published by Station Hill Press and 3 of his 5 poetry collections were published by Codhill Hill Press (2007-14). His ongoing writing workshop meets twice/month, now on Zoom. //////////
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