yet the bare trees smile
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You were born with a little pink soul.
Then you started to compare it with whatother boys had swinging for them…and of course, how girls were different,but managed in their own private way…then you discovered girls, bigtime. Well, for you, smalltime…They didn’t mind the modest size of your soul, at first;then they started giggling together, andfavoured some other guy like crazysince it got…
This evening, I thought of you
you, sitting across the oak tablein the old forge’s kitchen, that John had madefrom salvaged shop fittings,his sleeves rolled up, workmanly caremixed on his face with amused dissatisfaction;you, looking across at me with a girlish joywhich, daughter, wife, mother, grandmother,was always there – a girlish joythat could hardly believe its luckto find its understanding in…
In a dream that shone last night
I walked a paradise I knewand I remembered happiness:in a presence without endand in a space where all stays freeI walked complete as my true selfand happiness remembered me.
Three thousand haikai!
left only thirty..
When I was young
I thought I was no-one;when I was stillI thought myself empty;Now I am olderand become silentI am everyone;when I am still,I am full.*[leaning on Kabir’s ‘ghar ghar dipak barai’]
and you asked this question
but we, knowing alas your high intelligence,must pause, reflect, before we answer you…we could just say, in our severest tones –that question comes from a nowhere, no-time placewhere ignorance is loved, and knowledge is denied..I’d say, off the cuff, damn you, do just what you like…you’ll do that anyway..but if you want some words from…