Poetry
The Bird
My grandfather was a bird. Underneath his white hair he wore crayon-coloured feathers. They were…
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Poetry
Poetry, with its impossible-seeming combination of soft lens and precision, brings to our awareness that which might otherwise go unnoticed and unappreciated. May these poems open your heart to the nuance and opportunity of each moment.
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Poetry
Ten Poems of Otagaki Rengetsu
Autumn Moon Fearing my past is exposed to the moon, I keep looking down this…
Poetry
Seasons
In Spring, hundreds of flowers. In Summer, refreshing breeze. In Autumn, a harvest moon. In…
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Planting Chant
I made a footprint: it is sacred. I made a footprint: small green specks push…
Poetry
On Being Called to Prayer while Cooking Dinner for Forty
When the heavens and the earth are snapped away like a painted shade, and every…
