Steve Brooks (Abhaya) – Poetry, Prose & Art

April 5, 2013

A Broken Stone of Ozymandius

Filed under: Book,Poetry — Steve Brooks @ 8:06 am

A Broken Stone of Ozymandius CoverA Broken Stone of Ozymandius is a book of 27 poems, that began in expressing the ways one might fall in love with unknown and unmet strangers, that evolved into an expression of the way love moves out from the recognition of love within oneself to an expression of love toward others and back again to the recognition of love’s truest source.

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A Broken Stone of Ozymandius

July 7, 2012

Famous Lost Words

Filed under: Fiction,Humor,Non-fiction,Prose,Uncategorized — Steve Brooks @ 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


Filed under: Children,Humor,Non-fiction,Prose — Steve Brooks @ 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


Practically Advice

Filed under: Humor,Non-fiction,Prose,Uncategorized — Steve Brooks @ 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 Brooks @ 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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October 29, 2011

Singing Down the Drain

Filed under: Drama,Fiction — Steve Brooks @ 8:10 pm

Singing Down the Drain CoverSinging Down the Drain is a musical with two players, an aging couple who may or may not know who the other is. They have just met or they have known each other for fifty years. The only thing they can remember with any consistency is the lyrics to the music of their lives, and that becomes an effective means of communication between them.

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February 13, 2011

The Window Seat

Filed under: Book,Non-fiction,Poetry — Steve Brooks @ 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

December 21, 2010

The Chair Outside the Door

Filed under: Book,Poetry,Uncategorized — Steve Brooks @ 10:55 am

The Chair Outside the Door CoverThe Chair Outside the Door is a book of 26 poems, originally written as “Sonnets to Rilke”, after his “Sonnets to Orpheus.”

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The Chair Outside the Door

November 11, 2010

Essential Occupation

Filed under: Book,Poetry — Steve Brooks @ 11:33 pm

Essential Occupation is drawn from four books written between ‘02 and ‘04, Victrola, Essential Occupation, The Greening, and The Open Door that Oceans Are. These poems were written after my first stents were put in, before and after my mother died, and after I had discovered the first truly bohemian coffeehouse in Seattle, after living there for fifteen years. Victrola was a café where I finally felt at home, not in the sense of being welcome among decent people but being among other poet/artists. That was a common experience for me in San Francisco, but in Seattle, my life as a poet/artist felt somewhat isolated, even while finding sympathetic others in a sympathetic city, but not finding a gathering place of such people.At the same time, I grappled with my romantic attachment to relationships and my practice of non-attachment in the awareness of spirit. In other words, was I going to continue to look for a lover or was I going to live in a monastery of my own making? The answer is neither. The answer is, “I write poetry”, but I was less clear about that at the time. These poems are more clear than I was, as is often the case.

I heard a man say, “Poets are lucky, because they have the opportunity, at the moment of creation, to turn and look and see the source. The problem is, they fall in love with the thing created, and they follow it into the world.” There is no problem here; both are true and both are worth doing, as a human being living in the consciousness of being itself.

It’s difficult, sometimes, to recognize the reality of both directions without losing sight of one or the other, but it’s not impossible, and it is a great challenge with great reward. These poems speak to the challenge and the reward of both ways the eyes are capable of seeing. There is a danger in the attachment to either way of seeing, and being a poet works for me as the way of no way.

Romanticism and Spirituality are both attachments of the mind, and poetry has been the path of freedom for me. Lucky for me, poetry works to dissolve thought and feeling, even as it forms awareness into consciousness. The more personal I become, the less personal I discover I am, and poetry is the expression of the highly personal and the least personal in the same language.

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Essential Occupation is now available from Small Press Distributors (Berkeley CA) ( (google–under author or title)
Baker & Taylor (from bookstore orders)
New Native Press (

September 27, 2010

Matisse in LA

Filed under: Book,Poetry — Steve Brooks @ 8:21 pm

Matisse in LA CoverMatisse in LA is a small book of poems, written months after I had a real scare, from my first myocardial infarction. I was happy to be alive and suddenly conscious,in my body, of my morality. I said I was 18 until I was 60, when that happened. I was someone who embraced the presence of death, but my body hadn’t gotten the message, until then. It was a kind of awakening that produced these poems, which I had slighted until recently.

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Matisse in LA

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