Raw, adjective: 7. brutally or grossly frank: a raw portrayal of human passions.

Do you read Tricycle?  You really should.

Tricycle calls itself "the independent voice of Buddhism," and though its online content is fairly limited unless you're a subscriber, it's worth a few minutes' browsing if you've got them.  I can get lost in the archives pretty easily - although it's definitely a good kind of "lost."

Two quick highlights this morning:

Phillip Moffitt has a short piece on the types of desire.  I'm doing a lot of syncretic work right now comparing Buddhist and Christian notions of desire, and this is killer.  A good peek at what can be an overwhelming dive into various types of Buddhist sensibilities.  I'm quickly learning that just as "Christian" can simultaneously mean scary pscyho anti-body conservatives or social justice-oriented pacifists, so too is it dangerous to clump "Buddhists" into one big lump.  Many stances, many ways.

An interview with well-known Buddhist Jack Kornfield on poetry, which is really worth your time.  In the span of a quick two-page conversation, Kornfield drops many of the most heart-stopping names out there: Neruda, Rilke, MLK Jr., Hafiz, etc.  A lilting dialogue on the nature of literature and sorrow, and the importance of keeping a cultural space for the spare beauty that poetry brings to the table.  Here's a blurb:
"Pablo Neruda, toward the end of his life, was invited to read in Caracas. He read for quite a long time before a large crowd. Then he asked, “Is there anything else you’d like to hear?” Someone raised a hand and asked, “Would you please read Poem 19 from Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair?” Neruda answered, “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t bring that with me,” at which four hundred people rose to their feet to recite the poem. What a culture that is, to have the poet’s voice in the hearts of so many people."
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