would you have been
more grateful
for your youth?
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The lazy cuckoo
the gods are counting.
this poem just
because
I would live in that sort of space
Instead, I take off my shoes at the door,feel my bare toes on the polished woodwork,settle into the chair, take outthe big square book entitled ‘Japanese Style’,and with the contented sigh of onewho knows that solitude isa status symbol in Japan,give the body a rest, while the mind,with its clever skills, no sweat,as into a…
In the street outside the window
only her eyes, looking straight ahead, demurely down,are to be seen of her, above her veil, below her headscarf; and yet –around her, as we draw our breath, transfixed –around her, all the air is radiant with the light of love…and in the following days, for hours each day,we, love-smitten, wait in hope to catch…
Look inward to God,
but for God’s sake, stop tryingto make the world conform to your will…
The brazier’s glowing coals lit up his eyes.
tell me, watchman, of the truth of Night..he said: when I had conquered all the tasks of day,I took night-watching as the sternest test,to seek the weakness, and to seek the strengthwhich I might find there in my deepest self..In darkest night, I lost myself – or soI thought I had: for every night,as the…