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Dogs waking up, cars waking up, houses blink into light. Across the street, Ginkgo sway in the breeze like a gospel choir. On the sidewalk, cat carcass, mis-angled leg, ants on a glistening eye. Let’s get moving— the day is eager to digest us.
Peter Schireson is an ordained Zen Buddhist priest and dharma lineage holder, having trained in both the U.S. and Japan. To read more of his poems, please click here.
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