m.t. whitington


A force majeure, female catalyst, futurist, polemicist, psychonaut, epistemologist. Ruminating between the lines with a clarion call and extreme unction.  A global writer with southern roots.


Mustard Seed

Mustard Seed

mustard seed, mustard seed,

-right -left i walk... i chant...

mustard seed! mustard seed!

sow the kingdom of heaven.

genesis, source stone, origin,

hold the knowable universe

in the palm of your hand.

mustard seed! mustard seed!

tiniest mantra, i walk, i chant.

how many rounds of golf?

how many games of tennis?

concentrate, the mantra i chant,

mustard seed! mustard seed!

sorrowful call of the mourning dove;

whinny, trill, screech, hoot,

imitating the growl of an owl

and traced in the triangle of U.

mustard seed, mustard seed,

-right -left i walk... i chant...

looking for coincidence

buddha said you won't collect,

mustard seed, mustard seed,

-right -left i walk, i chant.





 

Clover Patch

Clover Patch

Peony Power

Peony Power