Steve (Abhaya) Brooks – Poetry Prose & Art

May 9, 2016

Z – The Haiku Collection

Filed under: Drama,Fiction,Humor,Non-fiction,Poetry — Steve Abhaya @ 9:00 am

ZenkuTales

TheFive-HeadedLizard

TheFamousDeathofaFirefly

Alone in the Presence of Too Much Beauty

LifeItself

 

September 22, 2013

Eating Pizza with a Spoon

Filed under: Book,Fiction,Humor,Non-fiction,Poetry,Prose,Uncategorized — Steve Abhaya @ 12:36 pm

Eating Pizza with a Spoon CoverEating Pizza with a Spoon is a biography of my brother, John Mark Brooks, who took his own life, July 28th, ’13, in Nashville, Tennessee. Musician, writer, businessman, comedian, cross-dresser, biographer, economist, he was a remarkable presence in our lives.

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Eating Pizza with a Spoon

June 6, 2013

Walking in the Village

Filed under: Non-fiction,Poetry,Uncategorized — Steve Abhaya @ 12:36 pm

Walking in the Village CoverWalking in the Village was written in New York City, in Greenwich Village and beyond, in May, 2013.

Walking in the Village

July 7, 2012

Famous Lost Words

Filed under: Fiction,Humor,Non-fiction,Prose,Uncategorized — Steve Abhaya @ 10:43 am

Famous Lost Words CoverFamous Lost Words is a compilation  of quotations from famous people who might have had a temporary loss of memory and were forced to invent new ways of saying what they were famous for saying.

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Famous Lost Words

Silhouettes

Filed under: Children,Humor,Non-fiction,Prose — Steve Abhaya @ 10:31 am

Silhouettes CoverSilhouettes is a collection of definitions as one might find in an online search, exploring the origin and uses of everyday language.

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Silhouettes Contents

Silhouettes

Practically Advice

Filed under: Humor,Non-fiction,Prose,Uncategorized — Steve Abhaya @ 10:19 am

Practically Advice CoverPractically Advice is a collection of phrases, lines, and aphorisms. It follows Never Mind, Gertrude Stein in that regard.

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Practically Advice

April 18, 2012

Haiku Café

Filed under: Book,Fiction,Humor,Non-fiction,Poetry — Steve Abhaya @ 11:17 am

Haiku Cafe CoverHaiku Café was written entirely in the Charlotte Street Starbucks in Asheville, North Carolina, during the bitterly warm winter of 2011-12. Observations expressed in Haiku Café are taken from life and the imagination of the author.

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HaikuCafe

February 13, 2011

The Window Seat

Filed under: Book,Non-fiction,Poetry — Steve Abhaya @ 4:13 pm

The Window Seat Cover

The Window Seat is a compilation of three books of journalese, written over a ten year period, from ’75 to ’85, including Savage Amusement, Dear Nadja, and Invisible Lion. These books chronicle the life of a poet from age 33 to 43, before, during, and after booze played its role in his life. The story, moreover, is the chronicle of his consciousness of himself as a poet and as someone living a poet’s life, in one of the most beautiful and welcoming cities in the world.

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The Window Seat

March 12, 2009

Savage Amusement

Filed under: Book,Non-fiction,Prose — Steve Abhaya @ 11:10 pm

Savage Amusement Cover

Savage Amusement The Autobiography of a Semi-Unknown Semi-Genius – A Portrait of the Young Man as an Artist in San Francisco in 1975.

 

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Savage Amusement Introduction

Savage Amusement

February 25, 2009

Life Itself, A Roomful of Soul

Filed under: Book,Non-fiction — Steve Abhaya @ 8:13 pm

Life Itself CoverLife Itself is a compilation of interior language, written after I got back from India, after enjoying the presence and the awareness of a teacher I didn’t seek but found. In his presence, I saw another human being speak what I knew to be true. In his presence, I witnessed doubt, that I didn’t know I carried, disappear. I’m not a disciple of his, and he’d be happy to know that, because he sought no disciples. His teaching, called Advaita, is the practice of no practices. These writings are as close to the kind of language that would exist if there were no religion, as far I am able to make them.

Papaji said to me, ‘Nobody has ever been able to describe this, but don’t stop trying. You are a writer. Write from the source.’ He meant that I write as one who was not separate from the source, as the source speaking. I saw him speak, not as one speaking about being to others, but as being speaking to being. In his presence, I saw love pouring out toward itself. I’ve never seen that as clearly, in any other human being, before or since, but I believe it is the natural state of our existence and not confined to the people we hold up as teachers, gurus, and masters. If it’s true for anyone, it’s true for everyone.

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A Roomful of Soul

Zenku from A Roomful of Soul

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