Kup of Kavi
Tim Kavi's Poems and Reflections From The Narrow Ridge
Friday, September 19, 2025
A Sonnet to Artemis (new poem)
A Sonnet to Artemis (New Poem)
Wednesday, September 3, 2025
MORE ABOUT GODDESSES: Kali and Artemis Contrasted: Fierce Protectors of Their Daughters (New Essay)
MORE ABOUT GODDESSES: Kali and Artemis Contrasted: Fierce Protectors of Their Daughters (New Essay) by Tim Kavi
In the mythological landscapes of ancient India and Greece, two formidable goddesses emerge as fierce protectors—Kali and Artemis. Though they arise from vastly different cultural contexts, both embody primal, protective power and the unyielding love of a mother or sister figure toward vulnerable femininity. Whether severing heads or unleashing arrows, Kali and Artemis are united in their guardianship of women, particularly daughters—whether literal or symbolic.
Kali, a fearsome Hindu goddess often depicted with a garland of skulls and a tongue dripping with blood, embodies divine wrath and maternal ferocity. Emerging in texts like the Devi Mahatmya and Kalika Purana, Kali is not simply a destroyer; she is a protector of righteousness (dharma), annihilating demons that threaten the cosmic order. But her most intimate and emotional portrayals are as the mother who defends her children—particularly her spiritual daughters, women who embody or seek liberation (moksha). In the Chandi Path, when the gods are overrun by the demon Raktabija, Kali is called upon because only she can protect the divine feminine from desecration. In these moments, she becomes the ultimate maternal warrior—not gentle, but necessary.
Her protection of daughters extends metaphorically to devotees, especially women seeking empowerment. In Tantric traditions, Kali is not only feared but adored as a guide for women breaking societal boundaries. Her wrath is not chaos but a tool for liberation. She tears down illusions and ego, especially those that oppress feminine power.
Across the seas in ancient Greece, Artemis, the virgin huntress and daughter of Zeus and Leto, holds a different but equally potent archetype. In Homeric hymns and classical myths, Artemis is the protector of young women, midwives, and animals. As kourotrophos (nurturer of the young), Artemis oversees the transition of young women into full womanhood, fiercely guarding their purity and independence. She is not a maternal figure in the way Kali is, but she is more of a sister-goddess, defending the sanctity of female autonomy.
With Artemis, a similar protective instinct turns violent when violated. In the myth of Actaeon, the hunter stumbles upon Artemis bathing—an act of voyeurism—and is transformed into a stag, devoured by his own hounds. In another tale, she demands the sacrifice of Iphigenia to punish Agamemnon for slaying a sacred deer. While brutal, these acts demonstrate Artemis’s strict moral code: to harm her daughters is to incur her wrath.
Where Kali's protection is all-consuming and often cosmic in scale, Artemis's is more socially grounded—focused on boundaries, chastity, and the sacred rites of passage for women. Kali tears through demonic armies; Artemis ensures no man transgresses female space unpunished.
What binds them is their refusal to yield. They are guardians of feminine power—not as passive virtue but as dynamic, dangerous energy. In a world where female safety and autonomy are still contested, Kali and Artemis remind us that to protect daughters may require fierceness, not softness. Their myths endure because they offer not only fearsome warnings but fierce hope—for the right to exist, grow, and be protected in one’s own strength.~~TK
Tuesday, August 26, 2025
Thursday, August 14, 2025
The March of Time (new poem)
The March of Time (new poem)
by Tim Kavi
relentless and cruel
the march of time
scratches the face
of all that lives
like a stream
becomes a river
opens into the ocean
and is taken up again
to the clouds
Nature claws a foothold
over the abyss
for the rain
brings a promise
of a flowery kiss
a drink
to the desert
what time has forgot?
eternal love
dotes like a constant
gardener and scribe
who writes down
the lines of Nature
like a poet
burns in consuming fire
aged and young
are both victims
and reverential fans
of discovery
of what is
promises to be
songs not yet written
and a love to be lived.
Wednesday, July 30, 2025
Oh Goddess! You Fill The Earth (new poem)
Oh Goddess! You Fill The Earth (new poem)
by Tim Kavi
Across the withered plains
there are currents in the sand
marks of played-out destinies
gleaming in the desert sun
burning like flames consume a book
my knowledge has become desolate
quaking at the power of Nature
searching with a lapping tongue
looking for, and
desperately seeking
the oceans of your love.
so O goddess
fill the Earth
with the fruits of your being
let the dancers, rejoice
let the singers, sing
and let the poets speak.
for great cedars shall grow
where once it was desolate
and hearts frozen cold
shall beat again; in the power
of your love.
Thursday, July 24, 2025
Sharing A 'Kup of Kavi': On the Philosophical Themes Associated With Tim Kavi's Writing (Guest Essay)
Sharing A 'Kup of Kavi': On the Philosophical Themes Associated With Tim Kavi's Writingby Kelli M. Webert, MA.
Viewing the philosophical themes that appear to be inherent in Tim Kavi's work is to examine not only the themes and forms present in his work but also the ontological and epistemological concerns his poems, essays, and fiction seem to wrestle with. For my friend Kavi, is not merely a writer of verse or narrative—he is a seeker, mapping out the shifting borders between identity, desire, transcendence, and language itself.
Here are some of the philosophical themes I've noticed as a reader and editor of his work (and as a former philosophy student):
Ontology of the BelovedOne of Kavi’s central preoccupations is the figure of the Beloved, often female, exalted, and radiant. But this is not merely a romantic construct—it is ontological. Like Plato’s theory of Forms, Kavi’s Beloved represents a higher essence. She is not just a person but principle: Beauty and Truth incarnate. Each poem directed toward her is a reaching—a nostos or homeward journey—to something more real than material experience.
"She is not merely woman, but a mirror to the infinite."
The Platonic longing for the Ideal permeates his voice, where each act of love becomes a philosophical invocation. The Beloved is both muse and metaphysical signifier.
Dialectic Between Self and Other; Dialogue Between Person and PersonKavi frequently invokes a dialectical movement in his writing—a dynamic interchange between the self and the world, and a dialogical movement between “I” and “Thou.” In this, he echoes Martin Buber, whom he has written about. For Kavi, poetry is not monologue, but encounter. This mirrors Buber’s philosophy of the I-Thou relationship, where authentic existence arises through deep, unmediated relation with the Other and between persons through genuine dialogue and meeting.
In writing as in philosophy, Kavi asserts: to know oneself, one must risk encounter.
Transcendence and BecomingThere is a Heraclitean current in much of Kavi’s poetry: an embrace of becoming, motion, and change. He does not offer static truths but fluid insights that unfold in time. His poetic lines move like river currents—always suggesting that identity, love, and knowing are processes, not final states.
Kavi’s AI-inflected fictions pushes this further: what is the future of the human if consciousness can be shared, merged, or extended? Some of his writng is speculative, posing posthumanist questions about embodiment, sentience, and the soul.
Language as Liminal SpaceTo Kavi, language is both a bridge and veil. Like Derrida, he seems to recognize the aporia at the heart of expression—the moment where words reach and fail. His poetic voice leans into metaphor, not to obscure but to suggest that truth is more than literal. Poetry becomes a mystical act: a ritual of invocation, a beckoning toward the ineffable.
Other aspects of his writing speak to his early interests in the philosophy of language, meaning making, personal construct theory, cognitive constructivism, and General Semantics (Korzybski's 'the Map is Not the Territory'). The importance of language, word choices, and examining private self-statements and assertions also reveal his possible past as a cognitive therapist.
Ethical and Aesthetic CommitmentsThere is also an implicit ethics in his vision—rooted in reverence. Whether describing a woman, a moment, or a moonrise, Kavi writes as one who has seen the sacredness of things. As Buber says: the sacred is in the everyday. Kavi's work aligns with an aesthetic existentialism, like Camus but with more wonder and less despair. There is always hope in the resolution of a dialectic and the future selves that one is transcending into. And sometimes, it involves a mountainous journey up a sacred path, a Jungian unfolding of individuation — where one might encounter archetypes within oneself and society; an encounter with the Goddess, or even the Hero.
In conclusion: to read Tim Kavi is to not only not step into the same river twice, but to step into a poetic phenomenology, where each image, each gesture of language, reveals the inner textures of being. His writing is not philosophical in the academic sense—it is more akin to Rumi, Buber, or Simone Weil: a lived philosophy, radiant with sensitive caring, inquiry, and light. For Kavi is not merely a poet of feeling—he is a thinker of the soul.
AFTERWORD--TIM KAVI'S RESPONSE: Thank you so much for the kind words and sharing your discoveries of what my work means to you. I am humbled and honored. I do not feel worthy of such lofty words, but I thank you from my heart. As you know, I am shy about things like this. But I am glad you showed us an example of how people might find or create meaning. As you know, I am all for all persons and respect them so much and their journeys as they interact with other persons, even artistic expressions of the same, and the Others in their world. So as always, I hope any of my readers will be so blessed as to uncover something in my work that helps them in their personal journeys and to discover the dialectics and dialogues that will help them in their own journeys, transcendence, and transformation. Namaste!~~TK
Tuesday, July 15, 2025
Baby, So Pretty You Are (song lyrics)
Baby, So Pretty You Are
Lyrics by Tim Kavi
Baby, so pretty you are
I can't believe my eyes
the angels fly near you
with soulish cries
Baby, so pretty you are
I can't believe my eyes
your love is telling truths
and never lies
I know your heart been meetin' me
Yeah baby, my heart is filled with your love
I know your heart been greetin' me
'cause baby, so pretty you are
I can't believe my eyes
Baby, so pretty you are
I can't believe my eyes
the angels fly near you
with soulish crie
And when the winds come blowing
baby I be knowin'
whose house I be going
cause baby, so pretty you are
I can't believe my eyes
And when the streets are churning
and the world be burning
I know where I'm turning
cause baby, so pretty you are
I can't believe my eyes
Baby, so pretty you are
I can't believe my eyes
the angels fly near you
with soulish cries
Baby, so pretty you are
I can't believe my eyes
the angels fly near you
with soulish cries.
~~Afterword: Did you ever just want to burst out into a song for your beloved? I did! And it started while my baby be sleepin; and I be creepin; outside her door, she brought me in and my heart she was keepin'! I am found, discovered, and had to sing this song! (except I'm super shy).~~TK