Saturday, April 28, 2018

swallowtail
cankerworm
frog

clacking bamboo
rushing leaves and falling water
altered sound around the empty tambo field

a white dog with hazel eyes
moto

the farmer
throwing his arms out in joy
laughing with me at our luck


花鳥風月! (かちょうふうげつ)
Kachōfūgetsu!

Flower bird, wind moon?
Flower breeze moon?


to be out in the fields on this fine day

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

"What will you let yourself know? What will you allow yourself to know?"
-Alexander Chee





Recognize the truth?

It's the trail left wet behind you -
the moist
skinless
truth.

You.

Out in the world.



.


Thursday, April 12, 2018

a bit of wood

...before this body will be lying on the ground, discarded and unconscious, likely a useless bit of wood....
3.41 dhammapada




it so happens
this scrap
kept the door open or,

closed,
latched
against the wind



the broken net
gets tangled
we stop, start,
slant (descant)
where that is
where what is
where this is

Thursday, April 5, 2018

Like water on a lotus leaf, like a mustard seed on the head of a pine, (s)he who is not stuck....
26.401 Dhammapada




Gibbous,

it's the tongue's work

to fill me and dispense.