Tuesday, January 11, 2022
THREE OLD MONK POEMS (102)
A CREEK
A creek
does not creak,
it babbles,
the old monk said
with a smile.
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YOU GO BACK
You go back
however far
you want to,
the old monk says,
you'll see it's
no different
except maybe
the stars have moved.
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SOMETIMES
Sometimes
what takes us
is wind and sun
and at night
the God-damn stars,
the old monk said.
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