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Thursday, April 30, 2020
Tuesday, April 28, 2020
I see the craziness
of my anger,
also my desperate kindness.
Both attempts at sacrifice!
How do I rile or appease
the spirit of expansion?
Our solitude is
sometimes so small!
There isn't room
for much more than
this.
That damn buzzing fly
you cannot find?
Execute it in your mind.
It's an offering
to an open world that eludes you.
The gift to a stranger
of the last carton of milk?
It's generosity damaged by
regret.
These are the awkward acts
of the isolated.
This is the clumsiness
of the caged heart!
of my anger,
also my desperate kindness.
Both attempts at sacrifice!
How do I rile or appease
the spirit of expansion?
Our solitude is
sometimes so small!
There isn't room
for much more than
this.
That damn buzzing fly
you cannot find?
Execute it in your mind.
It's an offering
to an open world that eludes you.
The gift to a stranger
of the last carton of milk?
It's generosity damaged by
regret.
These are the awkward acts
of the isolated.
This is the clumsiness
of the caged heart!
Sunday, April 26, 2020
Thursday, April 23, 2020
3.8 (late)
remember the clouds, the clouds, the clouds
a shrouding snow
as we
above them
see
cascade
cumuli tumuli, chute
below
light
illumined
falls
fog
cyclonic furrows
burrowing
into underneath
(green, sere, sea)
a horizon
ghost
lost cord of wind
the horizon
bluest burn
turning the wings
no
the wings are
melting into
air
there
surround
there
where
we
see
no longer
imagined
by
real
this
cloud
forest, plain, wild wave
scape
scraping
horizon
(lower, blind)
edge
(rising, shoal)
surrender
water land
wheel
gut
wheel
time
wheel
slowed stopped
circumference
the
horizon
an envelope
opened
in air
there
where we are
a shrouding snow
as we
above them
see
cascade
cumuli tumuli, chute
below
light
illumined
falls
fog
cyclonic furrows
burrowing
into underneath
(green, sere, sea)
a horizon
ghost
lost cord of wind
the horizon
bluest burn
turning the wings
no
the wings are
melting into
air
there
surround
there
where
we
see
no longer
imagined
by
real
this
cloud
forest, plain, wild wave
scape
scraping
horizon
(lower, blind)
edge
(rising, shoal)
surrender
water land
wheel
gut
wheel
time
wheel
slowed stopped
circumference
the
horizon
an envelope
opened
in air
there
where we are
Wednesday, April 22, 2020
Even if one does not quote appropriate texts much, if one follows the principles of the Teaching by getting rid of greed, hatred and delusion, deep of insight and a mind free of attachment..
Dhammapada 1.20
She wished to be a partner of the whole.
She lived in the simple past, a step behind,
and that gave her pause.
And then
it happened.
The present moment overwhelmed her,
took her breath away.
She sat down. Her mind sat with her.
Here, her mind said, stay with me a little while longer.
Everything that troubles you will be there tomorrow.
But you and I are here now.
Dhammapada 1.20
She wished to be a partner of the whole.
She lived in the simple past, a step behind,
and that gave her pause.
And then
it happened.
The present moment overwhelmed her,
took her breath away.
She sat down. Her mind sat with her.
Here, her mind said, stay with me a little while longer.
Everything that troubles you will be there tomorrow.
But you and I are here now.
Tuesday, April 21, 2020
When one knows no this shore, other shore, or both - such a one is free from anxiety, liberated...
Dhammapada 26.385
小野小町
Semimaru
Kore ya kono
Yuku mo kaeru mo
Wakarete wa
Shiru mo shiranu mo
Osaka no seki
Semimaru
Truly, this is where
Travelers who go or come
Over parting ways--
Friends or strangers--all must meet:
The gate of "Meeting Hill."
Dhammapada 26.385
花の色は
うつりにけりな
いたづらに
わが身世にふる
ながめせしまに
うつりにけりな
いたづらに
わが身世にふる
ながめせしまに
Semimaru
Kore ya kono
Yuku mo kaeru mo
Wakarete wa
Shiru mo shiranu mo
Osaka no seki
Truly, this is where
Travelers who go or come
Over parting ways--
Friends or strangers--all must meet:
The gate of "Meeting Hill."
Monday, April 20, 2020
white clover
Shiro-tsumekusa
Trifolium repens
April's andromeda
(アセビ) 馬酔木
or
Buffalobur
"...also called Bakanasu (バカナス),
which means stupid eggplant"
Creeping Lettuce (ジシバリ)
yellow and dandelion like
(I have yet to see the japanese yellow and white dandelion)
nemophilia from my northern californian hills
pink lady’s tresses, Spiranthes sinensis (nejibana)
a small wild orchid
Karasu-noendo
Vicia angustifolia
native vetch
Nagami-hinageshi
Papaver dubium
also called blindeyes
humble sumire, the violet
Sagigoke
Mazus miquelii
creeping mazus
Matsuba-unran
Linaria canadensis
Blue toadflax
Fire moss - Ceratodon purpureus - found even in Antarctica
Sunday, April 19, 2020
Saturday, April 18, 2020
Recognising what is a fault as a fault, and what is not a fault as a not a fault..."
Dhammpada 22.319
I wanted to cry
as I was buying
soba and tofu
from two frightened students
She
petite
smiles as I pass -
an ancient tree
still graceful, lovely
even the crows
know
only the rain
hard against the glass
moves freely
Dhammpada 22.319
I wanted to cry
as I was buying
soba and tofu
from two frightened students
She
petite
smiles as I pass -
an ancient tree
still graceful, lovely
even the crows
know
only the rain
hard against the glass
moves freely
Wednesday, April 15, 2020
Tuesday, April 14, 2020
"I will bear criticism like an elephant in battle bears an arrow from a bow. Most people are bad behavior."
Dhammapada 22.320
Judgement kept pushing the truth away.
10% spoken isn't good enough.
You've too much dependence on a writing system,
she said.
I need to read poems as much as I need to breathe air.
Within written words
is an expansion I cannot find
in my mind when speaking.
Dhammapada 22.320
Judgement kept pushing the truth away.
10% spoken isn't good enough.
You've too much dependence on a writing system,
she said.
I need to read poems as much as I need to breathe air.
Within written words
is an expansion I cannot find
in my mind when speaking.
Monday, April 13, 2020
Sunday, April 12, 2020
common edible weeds
wild weeds sing ancient songs
tsukushi
water-loving horsetails gather in early spring
sort gifts and give them freely
to animal or us
bracken fern
(warabi)
forgives wrongs done to wild places
tara-no-me (angelica)
and kogomi (fiddlehead ferns)
know memories of Great lakes wetland and northern wood
should remain as secret loves
while renkon (lotus root)
dipped in soy
remembers a pond,
a green darner
facing forward,
and my first flower boy
These food dreams!
Wrapped in persimmon leaves
I'll eat them warm
with grace and gratitude.
tsukushi
water-loving horsetails gather in early spring
sort gifts and give them freely
to animal or us
bracken fern
(warabi)
forgives wrongs done to wild places
tara-no-me (angelica)
and kogomi (fiddlehead ferns)
know memories of Great lakes wetland and northern wood
should remain as secret loves
while renkon (lotus root)
dipped in soy
remembers a pond,
a green darner
facing forward,
and my first flower boy
These food dreams!
Wrapped in persimmon leaves
I'll eat them warm
with grace and gratitude.
Saturday, April 11, 2020
Thursday, April 9, 2020
Wednesday, April 8, 2020
Tuesday, April 7, 2020
flowers
Clematis armandii ‘Snowdrift’ (クレマチス kuremachisu)
Loropetalum chinense rubrum
ume, sakura, momo no hana
omija
sweet pink
full moon
salt tears
sea trout
bitter greens
sorrel wings
things such as
gosari-namul
memorised
surprised
to find it here
nine years later among the
pink plums
full moon
salt tears
sea trout
bitter greens
sorrel wings
things such as
gosari-namul
memorised
surprised
to find it here
nine years later among the
pink plums
Sunday, April 5, 2020
yesterday's walk
Be urgent in good; hold your thoughts off evil. - Dhammapada9.116
風 wind
I turned east, west, north, south.
The wind met me in all directions
日光 sunlight
Light is a substance that settles on the skin,
begins to worm its way to the heart.
begins to worm its way to the heart.
春の花 spring flowers
How much I have to learn from spring.
Bloom takes nothing slight, even radiant at night.
Saturday, April 4, 2020
an echo
Flowers: Seeing the foam-like nature of the body....
Dhammapada 4.46
the reflection of reflection
in a resounding eye
which when seen rings
Dhammapada 4.46
the reflection of reflection
in a resounding eye
which when seen rings
repeatedly,
answers deliberately,
constructing
ideas, feelings
as an image of
one
in another, and so on,
duplications
of the eye,
imperfect iterations
to be prized
no spitting image
instead a
mirror washed wet,
an unwiped blur,
almost, almost
as close as
this sound, far off,
of a
common tree sparrow,
a large-billed crow
Thursday, April 2, 2020
1
One plane in days -
a lonely bird.
2
Grey,
I say,
please
bring sun.
One rhododendron blooms.
3
I walk home,
passing a woman,
facing east,
praying in her garden.
4
On this a street of old homes,
2 cats
lay among cherry blossoms.
5
The delivery man is afraid
to wait for signatures.
6
I have no thermometer, she laments.
7
This virus is a line that lengthens time, and heat, and air.
How will I measure interval,
warmth of sun and supplication,
or a cat's nap among spent flowers?
How do I pen fear, its rise and decline?
One plane in days -
a lonely bird.
2
Grey,
I say,
please
bring sun.
One rhododendron blooms.
3
I walk home,
passing a woman,
facing east,
praying in her garden.
4
On this a street of old homes,
2 cats
lay among cherry blossoms.
5
The delivery man is afraid
to wait for signatures.
6
I have no thermometer, she laments.
7
This virus is a line that lengthens time, and heat, and air.
How will I measure interval,
warmth of sun and supplication,
or a cat's nap among spent flowers?
How do I pen fear, its rise and decline?
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