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Sam Hamill: Old Bones

I.

All the quiet afternoon splitting wood,
thinking about books, I remembered

Snyder making a handle for an ax
as he remembered Ezra Pound

thirty years before,
thinking about Lu Chi.

Using the ax, I forget the ax.
Closing my eyes, I see.

II.

Thirty-one new yellow daffodils
bloom in the little garden.

Alder-seed covers everything
with little flakes of rust.

A breeze through evergreens.
Distant bird trills.

When Hui Neng tore up the sutras,
his bones were already dust.

III.

Wanting one good organic line,
I wrote a thousand sonnets.

Wanting a little peace,
I folded a thousand cranes.

Every discipline a new evasion;
every crane a dodge:

Bashō didn’t know a thing about water
until he heard the frog.

From Habitation: Collected Poems by Sam Hamill, published by Lost Horse Press. Included in Vox Populi by permission of the author.

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Photograph by Ian Boyden

7 comments on “Sam Hamill: Old Bones

  1. Michael White
    November 12, 2015

    I know this poem well but still marvel at it.

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  2. Ed Jay
    July 8, 2015

    Poetry is the long memory of humanity, the simple truth of being awake and aware of the nature around and within us.

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  3. shiranirajapakse
    April 4, 2015

    Beautiful thoughts. Couldn’t help smiling at the last line. This is a poem for reading often.

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  4. susan snively
    April 3, 2015

    A perfect poem to read today, or any day. I love how the acts of remembering nest inside each other.

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  5. jenneandrews
    March 23, 2015

    Fabulous poem– xj

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  6. John Tieman
    March 15, 2015

    I love Hamil’s poem. I don’t know when I’ve ever heard of anyone speak of Hui Nong and the sutras.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Michael Simms
      March 15, 2015

      Thanks, John. I love Sam Hamill’s poetry for its careful craft and its koan-like wisdom.

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