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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        Monday, January 20, 2025
Bombs of love (reposted from 2015) with comments Our bombs are well-intended, moral bombs. / Bombs of democracy, / Anti-septic bombs of change, / Bombs of a new order for you
(2 comments) SHARE More Sharing        Sunday, January 19, 2025
Why we can't stop warring and being control freaks: reason #3 . . .but talking to whom you share the world with is even more basic than praying. It is the simplest way of acknowledging that we aren't surrounded by dead matter but a living universe
SHARE More Sharing        Saturday, January 18, 2025
Getting something off my chest: Why we can't stop warring and being control-freaks, reason #2 (1969) I remember when brother Dave and I were walking down the hall of our high school together. It was the last day of school, (for me), a half day, and I was cleaning out my locker.
SHARE More Sharing        Friday, January 17, 2025
Posting the poem of a guest poet, Nick Santoro. "I understand" They are everywhere,/All around me.../This morning,/A miniature horse arrived
SHARE More Sharing        Friday, January 17, 2025
Getting something off my chest: Why we can't stop warring and being control-freaks, reason #1 When Columbus encountered indigenous cultures for the first time he reported back to his royal sponsors that he never met such refined, good-natured, generous people. . .
SHARE More Sharing        Thursday, January 16, 2025
Deer in a scarf We all laughed and then wondered,/ But mostly we just stared.
SHARE More Sharing        Thursday, January 16, 2025
You say you want a revolution / Well, the revolution's here In these songs we get two sides of the coin of what was going on in the countercultural zeitgeist at the end of the 60s
SHARE More Sharing        Sunday, January 5, 2025
My black heart sings unbroken (inspired by Blake's "Songs of Experience") My black heart must be heard, / Calling out like McCartney's blackbird./Perched high up in a pine /She is a potent sign.
SHARE More Sharing        Thursday, January 2, 2025
Happy New Year -- We have work to do There were newspapers spread out on the bench./It took me a moment to realize that I was looking at Someone's bed.
SHARE More Sharing        Monday, December 30, 2024
Where is the poet? followed by a reflection Where is the food? / It's swimming away in the shape of a fish / It's running amuck in the supermarket / Trying to get out of the store.
SHARE More Sharing        Sunday, December 29, 2024
Bothering New Snow in the orchard across the valley / And look, there is a mist above the orchard.
Just Did It, From FlickrPhotos
SHARE More Sharing        Saturday, December 28, 2024
Love says (a poem) A poem I wrote a few months ago and sent to a dear friend who read it right before he passed away. He said it made him "shiver", twice. For some reason I don't think I ever posted it
SHARE More Sharing        Tuesday, December 24, 2024
Prayer for the new year I pray that our time is coming to shed our old skins and live as Great Spirit intended. May our dreams be medicine dreams
SHARE More Sharing        Sunday, December 22, 2024
Why I was an atheist and anarchist in 1967-69 An anarchist wants to bring down the "house" of the human world, because it seems cruel and pointless and full of rules that constrain the best, or purer impulses of humanity.
SHARE More Sharing        Friday, December 20, 2024
Good luck to my skin doctor and retirement of a ferryman I am a dream worker and I probably know as much about dreams as my skin doctor knows about skin health. I am also essentially retired
SHARE More Sharing        Wednesday, December 18, 2024
Poem: Deer by the road and Why this is a fractal poem Tapping deep / birthing sequence Good-bye fear / the old coat-of-arms / If that is how you see, live it
SHARE More Sharing        Wednesday, December 11, 2024
Feeling different in America followed by a reflection There are many of us /On the other side of the mountain..
SHARE More Sharing        Tuesday, December 10, 2024
How I feel about Netanyahu (a sonnet) He used the excuse of war/ To commit genocide / And harbors no remorse. And I abhor
Iceland, From FlickrPhotos
SHARE More Sharing        Tuesday, December 10, 2024
Boycott Iceland (a sonnet) The point is, killing whales isn't nice./If you're thinking of going there, please think twice.
SHARE More Sharing        Tuesday, December 3, 2024
What I found at the end of the canyon followed by a reflection At 18 my whiteness had become a problem / As I fled the Vietnam war / With a timebomb in my angry heart / To the only place that felt safe to me, the desert.

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