When he called for help,
they put him on hold
longer than he could stand
and he broke
the phone in half.
When his mind grew empty
and his heartbeat slowed to a vague stutter,
our father no longer walked the fields at night.
I take Buster out for his walk, above us, wild geese fly south, honking, going nowhere, geese without edges, no longer geese. Where did they go? asked Baso. “Away,” Hyakujo … Continue reading
Basho, what is the world if it is not this uneasy faith
puddling and drying as we thrust ourselves toward the sky?
. Just as a blind man might find a jewel amongst heaps of rubbish, so this Mind of Awakening has somehow arisen in me. It is the elixir of life produced … Continue reading