March 2009
18 posts
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On Wumenguan koan 34
The exact silence: The clear light behind my mind; My voice before birth.
Further Furr --
Fur returns to skin;
Too late to strain to fit in
Where I can’t belong.
More Furr --
My dogs invite me
To run all night in moon light
And join in their song.
After Blitzen Trapper - Furr
My flesh turns to fur;
Dulls the taste to distinguish
The right from the wrong.
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Determined to perch
On the porch, drenched mocking bird
Shivers off spring rain.
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A butterfly lights
On, of all dogs, this one
Anointed spring king
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Just home far flier?
Your crookneck wings are welcome,
First osprey of Spring
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What comes down to us?
Issa’s 20,000 poems
Don’t contain the man.
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Likely Epitaph
Here lies biker John
Who thought the way clear but grabbed
A lap-full of deer.
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12 hour fasting
Burger King smells delicious
Doctor’s appointment
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God of Spinoza,
This budding branch of your tree
Opens in its love.
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The woods is dark brown
Cardboard beaten under tires
After winter rain
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No obligations
In this vast cosmic vacuum
But to breath, to walk
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Hot sparks of the mind -
Small, brief illuminations
Expressed from darkness.
morningporch:
Cold air, bright sun. Snow-motes drift down from a cloudless sky. A mourning dove’s song. Dad calls to tell me Mom’s having dizzy spells.
Last year
Masturbation of a Hetro
The ejaculation of this jism cries aloud;
Teardrops flowing with the T’ao.
— after Pound
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Biting grass shoots,
A dog in an icy puddle
Tastes spring.