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Myokyo Dream

“Stop fidgeting” she says
I’m picking candle wax off my robes
We’re all sitting in the Zendo
People of all ages introducing themselves.

“I’m here because I read too much” I say.

August 4, 2007

 

There Are Those Buddhists

                  like myself
who do not scorn the idea
of mere “things” possessing
a sanctity
of their own

—John Blofeld
March 29, 2010

Unlimited Growth on a Planet of Finite Size

The brisk spring wind sets in motion the wheel
         of mind restless as five monkeys
              running in place

At least it’s entertaining
                when there are dreams of many

                                  energetically bringing “Zen”

                 from India to China to Japan
                 to California and New York
                 riding on a wave of understanding

                              and like sunlight
                                     arriving without a sound

April 3, 2010

 

From On Time. Copyright © 2015 by Joanne Kyger. Reprinted by permission of City Lights Books

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