Autumn wings, the wind. Somewhere there’s a tree, whose every leaf dreams of flight. — Ian Boyden @ianboyden.bsky.social Léon Spilliaert

In honor of small beauty, recognize where it exists. ~ Ian Boyden @ianboyden.bsky.social

A carving of light, a hewn moon, a heart suspended between two shores. ~ Ian Boyden @ianboyden.bsky.social David Hockney

The Ascent of Beauty She climbed, each step a quiet drum. Antlers bleaching among spring wildflowers. —Ian Boyden @ianboyden.bsky.social Georgia O’Keeffe

“He said, you Americans are so naive. He said, you think that evil is going to come into your houses wearing big black boots and climb up the stairs—it begins in the language. Look to the language.” -Joseph Brodsky, as recounted by Marie Howe themillions.com/2018/01/tk-t...

We live in capitalism, its power seems inescapable – but then, so did the divine right of kings. — Ursula K. Le Guin

Join great poet Jane Hirshfield Feb 21-23 at Upaya. ONSITE www.upaya.org/program/the-... ONLINE www.upaya.org/program/the-... WIth poet Jimmy Jimmy Santiago Baca, artist translators Ian Boyden and Kazi Tanahashi, and Roshi Joan.

We are so grateful to share the rare opportunity to learn with Sensei Kazuaki Tanahashi through our ONLINE CALLIGRAPHY PROGRAM this weekend. Feb 14–16. Online (+ a few spaces have opened up to join us in person) Register HERE (FREE, by donation): www.upaya.org/program/call...

#ManuscriptMonday Diss track edition. 2 folios of a Tibetan manuscript from Dunhuang (c. 900-950) known as the Tibetan Chan Compendium, that records philosophical & ritual traditions of Chan Buddhism transmitted in Tibet. #TibetanStudies 1/

“I want to live in the imperative of the future passive participle—in the ‘what ought to be.’” —Osip Mandelstam

Deepseek on Tibet. Completely expected but deeply disturbing.

We are also thrilled to welcome visual artist, writer, translator, and curator Ian Boyden, to HAIKU AND POETRY MEETING THIS VERY WORLD: The Practice of Discovering and Writing. @ianboyden.bsky.social @joanhalifax.bsky.social Register here (online, FREE,+ by donation): www.upaya.org/program/the-...

A monk asked joshu, “When great difficulties come upon us, how can they be avoided?” Joshu said, “Welcome.”

No, you think about it.😂 —David Lynch

How wondrous! Thank you for pairing it with such a mysterious photograph. Are those plover tracks??? This poem was written for a child named Sandbar Lord (沚君), who was killed in the 2008 Wenchuan Earthquake. From my book A FOREST OF NAMES. Published by @weslpress.bsky.social...

Bring me all of your dreams You dreamers, bring me all of your Heart melodies That I may wrap them In a blue cloud-cloth Away from the too-rough fingers Of the world ~ Langston Hughes Ian Boyden | Fog Remnant Stone @ianboyden.bsky.social Beautiful backstory: www.ianboyden.com/posts/nephol...

Was I carrying any object which could be dangerous to other passengers? I said yes. Startled, she asked: What? I told her: just my heart. -Agha Shahid Ali

Autumn wings, the wind. Somewhere there’s a tree, whose every leaf dreams of flight. ~ Ian Boyden @ianboyden.bsky.social Léon Spilliaert

Translations of Woeser are a different kind of treasure.

這首去年9月寫於拉薩的詩， 感謝你的翻譯。我還保存著你動人的朗讀❤️ 沈淪於烈日的炙烤… 
1、 我們沈淪於烈日的炙烤幾近絕望 但黎明那時因冷得發抖，又急切地 盼著快點日出…萬事萬物皆有度 但誰又能掙脫對過度的迷戀？ 在那座至尊之殿，有人死於受辱 有人困於受辱，不得不浪跡城中 而施暴者日漸消瘦，竟也同樣地 身裹絳紅袈裟⋯當我遇上這種種 驚駭於因果律的降臨如此遲緩，或 另有深意？哦，眾生的出路 憑靠什麼，才會殊途同歸？ 3、 ⋯ 連牆壁上都畫了眾生填湖蓋寺的場景 還有一頭潔白的羊羔背土最多，出於 感激，被人們說成了神力非凡 而我，僅想飲一口湖水是何種味道 人生太苦了，需要臆想的甘甜 ⋯

Something stems from gratitude, people say it becomes some godly power, something singular and uncommon. — Woeser @woeser.bsky.social www.ianboyden.com/posts/in-the...