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    Poetry Corner ( 2 )

    The other one's just getting too long.

    Posted by Jordan:


    After Basho's famous frog haiku

    after basho's frog haiku
    the garden pond
    speaks more volume

    after basho's frog haiku
    every splash at the pond
    eddies to the centre of my heart

    after basho's frog haiku
    each sight of the amphibian
    the echo of a splash

    Basho who revolutionises the haiku world
    and became an icon after this famous poem:

    old pond
    a frog jumps in
    the sound of water

    john tiong chunghoo
    G,W

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    If you think a spring-
    ing frog is hard to follow:
    A flowing spring.

    clyde (written almost 40 years ago)

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    Are you looking for me?
    I am in the next seat.
    My shoulder is against yours.
    You will not find me in stupas, not in Indian shrine rooms,
    nor in synagogues, nor in cathedrals:
    not in masses, nor kirtans, not in legs winding around your own neck,
    nor in eating nothing but vegetables.
    When you really look for me, you will see me instantly
    —you will find me in the tiniest house of time.
    Kabir says: Student, tell me, what is God?
    --the breath inside the breath.


    This poem was written by Kabir - a Muslim and Hindu mystic from the 13th Century. A talk by Dean Sluyter on the InterDependence podcast brought this to my attention, even though I later discovered this poem in a book on my bookshelf: The Enlightened Heart (edited by Stephen Mitchell).

    Dean Sluyter elaborates on the phrase "you will find me in the tiniest house of time": How long is a moment? It has no duration. The future is huge. The past is huge. But it is never the past and it is never the future. The present is infinitely tiny but it is always the present. So pay attention to what is happening right now.

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    Entering

    To be locked outside the image
    Is to lose the legends
    Resonant in the air
    When the bells have stopped ringing.
    If water soaks into the stone
    And sunlight is permitted to caress
    The worm and the root
    And the feather lodged in the bird's flesh
    Contributes to its flight

    It is right
    To enter the petal and the flame
    Live in the singing throat
    Mention a buried name
    And learn the justice of the skeleton.

    Entering,
    I know that God is growth
    In this garden of death.
    I will always love the strangenesss
    And never be a stranger
    In that thought
    As I parry the shrivelling demons
    And do my failing best
    To rest
    Among the flowing, growing forms
    That open to my will,
    Give access to their mercy
    And share their skill.

    By Brendan Kennelly


    Gasho
    Nadi

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    Samurai Song


    When I had no roof I made
    Audacity my roof. When I had
    No supper my eyes dined.

    When I had no eyes I listened.
    When I had no ears I thought.
    When I had no thought I waited.

    When I had no father I made
    Care my father. When I had
    No mother I embraced order.

    When I had no friend I made
    Quiet my friend. When I had no
    Enemy I opposed my body.

    When I had no temple I made
    My voice my temple. I have
    No priest, my tongue is my choir.

    When I have no means fortune
    Is my means. When I have
    Nothing, death will be my fortune.

    Need is my tactic, detachment
    Is my strategy. When I had
    No lover I courted my sleep.

    —Robert Pinsky

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    From Spring, Summer, Winter, Autumn......and Spring (a cool movie)

    From the final scene, those who haven't seen the entire movie won't get the whole picture, it's cool nonetheless.
    Not sure of the poems meaning, but I've looked at from the movie's pov. Not to metion it's an enoyable korean folk song.

    Blast it on the speakers, nice voice - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SKDm2KLACT0[/video]]

    Jeonseon Ari-Rang

    Kang-Won-Do. The Kungang Mountain
    The small Buddhist temples
    Surround the Great Uk-Jun temple

    At the temple of the Great Bear
    She prays for the son
    she can never have in this life
    For 100 days she prays for a son.

    Oh, green mountain!
    There was someone who was born alone
    very far from the village.

    He suffers many difficulties in life.
    And has no interest in anything
    He leaves the secular world
    And lives according to Buddhis scripture
    wandering from place to place.

    The Buddhist world is different to the secular one
    His mind becomes clearer and clearer
    He watches the sunset with no worries
    He recalls old memories
    And they do not trouble him
    Our human eyes
    see only sadness and misery.

    A-Ri-Rang
    A-Ri-Rang
    A-Ri-Rang
    A-Ri-Rang

    Let me climb over
    the A-Ri-Rang Peak
    OVer the high and dangerous mountains
    And through the many thorny bushes
    Let me get past them
    And follow the stream throught the valley
    I have come through all of the obstacles alone
    I have come all this way
    To see the truth
    But still I don't see it.

    Kang-Won-Do
    Kum-gang Mountain
    It's 12,000 peaks
    Statues of Buddha stand
    in front of the small temples
    she lights a candle at all of them
    she brings her hands together
    to pray for a child.

    And prays sincerely.

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    No need to worry.
    It's all ok.
    This life is speaking,
    What does it say?

    When life is dropped,
    And struggle aside.
    Things weeded out;
    Lost in life's tide.

    We come back to this moment,
    When we learn how.
    Don't worry. OK.
    Just, be, here, now.

    This life is calling.
    What does it say?
    Don't listen. Hear it.
    And then you can play.

    Let things be.
    I know it sounds hard.
    But don't fool yourself.
    There's nothing to guard.

    --------

    Those Zen teachers,
    Are for the birds.
    Out the window.
    Haven't you heard?

    Where is the window?
    On the left we think,
    It cannot be found,
    There is no link.

    Birdshit on pavement.
    Cool spring day.
    Scent on the wind.
    This, and that way.

    Put it down,
    And then let it be.
    Sit on your butt,
    Like a big ol' tree.

    These Zen teachers,
    Are in the air.
    Beside the trees.
    And in your hair.

    On a scent,
    In a buzzzzzzzz.
    When paying your rent.
    Because that's what they doezzzzzz



    Gassho

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    Thanks will, your poem is a wonderful way for me to start my day. Gassho Kent

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    Nice one Will.

    Gasho and Greets,
    Nadi

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    Subjective
    Emersed
    Zero
    Points
    Whispers
    What?
    Take it
    Hold it
    Begone

    Gassho

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    Ghosts Were Watching Them Ghost Movies

    Late evening in the building across the road
    Behind translucent sheers or through the blinds
    The bluish, ever changing lights of TV screens

    Titillating, whirling, receding for an instant
    Only to return with fury and vanish again and again.

    The dialogues and the thunder of the explosions
    Stay within the walls, however.

    Not a drop of fiction spills on the street.

    Dawn brings the birds with their brand of silence
    And the Sun appears on every window pane.

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    Wild Geese
    by Mary Oliver

    You do not have to be good.
    You do not have to walk on your knees
    for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
    You only have to let the soft animal of your body
    love what it loves.
    Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
    Meanwhile the world goes on.
    Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
    are moving across the landscapes,
    over the prairies and the deep trees,
    the mountains and the rivers.
    Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
    are heading home again.
    Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
    the world offers itself to your imagination,
    calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
    over and over announcing your place
    in the family of things.

    Gassho

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    More spring cleaning chores
    Green stains outside the front door
    Wait-Don’t scrub! Mantis prays.

    Mindfulness surprise
    Where busy thoughts mask my eyes
    Empty mind—I see!


    Ann

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    Rain
    Splat
    Chug
    Tink
    Branches weave
    Horizon lost
    Water to white
    Grey
    Damp
    Scent
    Squawk Squawk



    G,W

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    From Kungfu Panda:

    Yesterday is history,

    Tomorrow is a mystery,

    Today is a gift.


    That is why it is called "the present".

    W

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    When I listen,
    What I hear,
    Is me . . .

    clyde

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    I sit by myself

    In an empty room

    Fighting

    Who won


    No one was there


    Lora

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    In the dark night,
    seeing the empty sky,
    It's empty but it's pervading anywhere.
    Accompanied by a cup of tea in my hand,
    I'm seeing the moon's reflection.
    Drinking the tea, I just drink the universe.

    Shui Di.

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    hey Buddha

    as i was going to work

    i saw you sitting along the road

    so i had to run you over

    but the strangest thing happened

    on my way back

    you were still there

    so i did it again

    but the next morning

    you were still there

    so i just drove by

    and then you were gone

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    Water sparks.
    Tree's anthem.
    Tongue valley.

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    with total trust
    i cannot return to a life without zazen
    heart can soften
    and gently let go

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    Yes
    It could happen any time,
    tornado,
    earthquake, Armageddon. It
    could happen.
    Or sunshine, love,
    salvation.

    It could, you know. That's
    why we wake
    and look out - no
    guarantees
    in this life.

    But some bonuses, like
    morning,
    like right now, like noon,
    like evening.
    - William Stafford

    (from http://www.whiskeyriver.blogspot.com)

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    Very very good stuff here,guys.

    Taigu

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    Gassho to all,

    Thank you for the lovely words.

    Regarding:

    "old pond
    a frog jumps in
    the sound of water"

    Is the response:

    Old pond
    Bassho jumps in
    the sound of water

    ?? I know I read it somewhere.

    gassho,
    rowan

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    Hi, Everyone,

    An old pond -
    The sound of the water.
    When a frog jumps in.

    Basho

    Sengai's reply:

    If there were a pond
    hereabouts,
    I would jump in
    And let Basho hear the splash.

    Blessings, Lora

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    Nice...

    GAssho, Shui Di

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    ~Noble Mirror~

    Where is the noble mirror...
    It's bright and eternal.

    Look for it, you will lose it.
    Ignore it, you won't see the truth.
    Talk about it, you'll be lost.

    It's not object and reflection,
    But the object is just the reflection.
    It's not inside or out side,
    But it's just inside and outside.
    It's no side, and include all side.

    When the two emerge to one,
    the one will manifest to ten direction.

    All Buddhas from ten direction.
    Sound is just the sound,
    light is just the light.

    When you hear the sound of no sound,
    Seeing the light within the darkness.
    The Buddha is just in your very eyes.
    Just in your very mind.
    Watch Out...!!!

    Gassho, Shui di

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    You find a flower half-buried in leaves,
    And in your eye its very fate resides.
    Loving beauty, you caress the bloom;
    Soon enough, you’ll sweep petals from the floor.
    Han Shan

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    Steamy shower hot water
    God's hand: airlift to safety
    this surprised spider

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    Re your poem:

    Oh, wow, Keishin!

    How great is that!

    Thankyou
    Lora

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    Have we forgotten,
    the taste of snow?

    The cool smell?
    The fascination,
    of cold breath?

    Have we forgotten: cool beverage,
    On a hot summers day?

    Watching the grass move,
    And the trees wave?
    Where the sleeve,
    Meets the arm?

    The smell of old wood,
    Painted red,
    Peeling and Grey.

    Have we forgotten to wake up,
    And go to sleep?

    A warm bed?
    Silent crickets?

    The tap of a branch on the window?

    A conversation,
    On the pillow.


    Where did it go?



    Where

    does

    it

    come
    from?

    How can it be forgotten?
    How can it be lost?

    This moment.
    This breath.
    This taste,
    Touch.
    Smell.
    Color.
    and sound.

    Infinite in variety.

    Yet,

    all One.

    W

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    Go ahead.
    Try.

    Try to put me in a box.
    Try to stick me in with the rest of the junk.

    But I'll tell you something,

    I won't fit.

    W

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    Do not stand at my grave and weep.
    I am not there, I do not sleep.
    I am a thousand winds that blow,
    I am the diamond glints on snow.
    I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
    I am the gentle autumn's rain.
    When you awaken in the morning's hush,
    I am the swift uplifting rush
    of quiet birds in circled flight.
    I am the stars that shine at night.
    Do not stand at my grave and cry,
    I am not there, I did not die . . .

    -Anonymous

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    It is fascinating,
    what you can tell,
    By the way someone,
    Rings a bell
    ?~?___________.



    Revision:

    It is fascinating,
    what you can tell,
    By the way we hear,
    the ringing of a bell
    ?~?___________.

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    Our cups of coffee. Birds green trees
    In the blue shade, the sun gambols from one wall
    To another like a gazelle
    The water in the clouds has the unlimited shape of what is left to us
    Of the sky. And other things of suspended memories
    Reveal that this morning is powerful and splendid,
    And that we are the guests of eternity.

    ?

    A little of this absolute and blue infinity
    Would be enough
    To lighten the burden of these times
    And to cleanse the mire of this place.
    - Mahmoud Darwish
    from Under Siege

    From whiskeyriver.blogspot.com

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    Just this...
    as it is...

    Gassho, Shuidi

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    Enough. These few words are enough.
    If not these words, this breath.
    If not this breath, this sitting here.
    This opening to the life
    we have refused
    again and again
    until now.
    Until now.
    - David Whyte
    lassie and timmy

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    quiet mountain
    resting behind the mist,
    spring perfume

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    Daughter on lap
    Empty Zen hall
    Precious moments
    squirming and stillness.

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    Experts all around!
    Experts all around!
    I whisper to the ground.
    Experts all around.

    Dog!
    On his back.
    Waits for a belly rub.
    Birds!
    Past the window,
    With not one thing to snub.

    Except, perhaps a foe,
    Who might just eat the young.
    Perhaps a loud cry,
    That is wailed instead of sung.

    Experts all around!
    Believing plants grow.
    The wind is blowing East,
    "West!" they say, because they "know".

    Holding on to views,
    Made of concrete, or stone.



    But even stone fades,


    And so does what we've known.


    W

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