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Poems for Meditation
Poems for Meditation
Poems for Meditation
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Poems for Meditation

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Antoinette Voûte Roeder offers the reader inspiration to experience contemplative prayer and meditation with their entire being -- body, breath, soul and spirit. It is no coincidence that these poem-prayers emerged from her practice over the course of nine months. Antoinette has reclaimed the feminine in an arena that has been patriarchal and exclusive for centuries in both western and eastern traditions. She balances eros and agape, offering an inclusive, direct, heartfelt and embodied experience through her explorations of breath, sound and silence. These exude a profound nurturing, and we are gently urged to know ourselves as "both held and carried." Moving beyond the "straight and simple" language she employs, Antoinette bespeaks the ineffable. --Erin Michie, Poet and Yoga Instructor

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJohn R. Mabry
Release dateMar 15, 2016
ISBN9781944769116
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    Poems for Meditation - Antoinette Voûte Roeder

    To the reader

    If you are a contemplative, you take time to look, to listen, and in those, to love. We do the same in contemplative prayer only inwardly. Each is part of one movement. What begins inwardly must out, what begins outwardly must in. What separates in and out is a semi-permeable membrane and is in the end perhaps merely illusion.

    Writing about this kind of prayer is like trying to catch lightning. Every poem in this collection is only an approximation of the experience itself. It is the proverbial finger pointing at the moon, not the moon itself.

    These poems were inspired by my daily reading of A Year With Rumi, Coleman Barks’ collection of Rumi poems, one for every day of the year. At least, I suspect they were. I am not conscious of any intention to write such poems, they just started coming one day as I was sitting in meditation and just as mysteriously departed some nine months later.

    I sit on a prayer cushion in front of a small altar-like table on which I have placed various articles, many given to me by dear friends. I pray in the company of these friends. They are my community. The articles are as diverse as feathers, stones, bits of driftwood, and the Jewish text of the Shema in a lovely little mezuzah. A Christian prayer hangs on the wall above the

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