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The Unreality of Anything as Unimportant as Just Death

The Unreality of Anything as Unimportant as Just Death Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The Buddha and true Buddhas theorize That death is nothing we should grieve about Because it’s just appearance, just...

Small and Large

        Small and Large You see the morning Breeze moving the smallest hairs, The caterpillar. ~ Buson [Englished by Phillip Whidden] When smallest things obey the smallest laws, The laws that their small beings want to flee, These beasts fulfill the cosmic, tallest...

Meaningless Black and Meaningless Orange

Meaningless Black and Meaningless Orange Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The monk alone includes the universe, No abbot and no temple needed here. The robe can sit alone and chant a verse And nothing more...

Fourteen, Twice Seven . . . and More

Fourteen, Twice Seven . . . and More Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary  poem   The sonnet in its little zoom [or something like that} ~ Wordsworth The sonnet is a chrysalis, yet you Must open it.  The creature,...

But Monks are Getting Rich

   But Monks are Getting Rich The Great Buddha, bronze, Is dozing, but not even That this April day. ~ Shiki [Englished by Phillip Whidden] It’s been a long, long time since Buddha had A dream.  He sits there with his eye slits closed, But dreams and nightmares...