Robert Bly

I love him! I heard him the first time almost 30 years ago. He introduced me to Kabir, Rumi, Mirabai…

A parent from my school took me to hear him at Marin Community College. I bought his book of poems that he either wrote or translated and memorized my favorite, a poem by Rilke. Later that year, Bly appeared at a Jungian conference in San Franciso, where I listened to him tell stories about Old Daddy Long Shanks and his odd relationship with Old Mother Mandroot…

… and about Baba Yaga,the old witch who lives deep in the forest in a hut that revolves atop a chicken leg…

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