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27-07-2021, 10:19 AM
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Zen poetry
It may well be difficult to run a thread on zen poetry given the forum rules and restrictions on quotes, cut and paste etc. But many zen poems, particularly haiku, are very short........so I/we might get away with it.
Of poetry in general, Jane Hirshfield writes that great art and poetry is "a truing of vision.........a changing of vision. Entering a good poem, a person feels, tastes, hears, thinks, and sees in altered ways................by changing selves, one by one, art changes also the outer world that selves create and share."
Here is a poem by Lai Ded (14th century).......
I was passionate
filled with longing,
I searched
far and wide.
But the day
that the Truthful One
found me,
I was at home.
On another note, there is a long tradition in Japanese zen of masters writing Death Poems. When they suspect that their time is up, or will be very soon, they reach not for bottle or the anti-depressants, but for the pen! Here is one example....
Bury me when I die
beneath a wine barrel
in a tavern.
With luck
the cask will leak
(We all need a sense of humour at times, even zen masters)
Here's another, with less humour......
Death poems
are mere delusion —
death is death.
Yet nothing beats a haiku. One to finish......
For those who proclaim
they've grown weary of children,
there are no flowers.
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27-07-2021, 01:11 PM
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You would think if something was from the 14thc ---it would be ok to paste!
Right?
Bury me when I die
beneath a wine barrel
in a tavern.
With luck
the cask will leak
Lol!
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Prepare yourself for the coming astral journey of death by daily riding in the balloon of God-perception.
Through delusion you are perceiving yourself as a bundle of flesh and bones, which at best is a nest of troubles.
Meditate unceasingly, that you may quickly behold yourself as the Infinite Essence, free from every form of misery. ~Paramahansa's Guru's Guru.
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27-07-2021, 04:34 PM
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Miss Hepburn
You would think if something was from the 14thc ---it would be ok to paste!
Right?
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Looks like I've got away with it......
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28-08-2021, 01:53 AM
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Miss Hepburn
You would think if something was from the 14thc ---it would be ok to paste!
Right?
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Things actually become free domain pretty quick, relatively speaking.
Yogananda's chants are now free of copyright. Some old tv shows as well.
For zen poetry I would just write my own. I'll try:
frozen lake
footsteps in the snow
who passed by this way?
no one I know
walking was easy
for empty were my sacks
looking down i noticed
my feet made those tracks
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28-08-2021, 02:33 AM
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Quote:
Originally Posted by AbodhiSky
my feet made those tracks
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Tracks of sorrow.
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28-08-2021, 02:34 AM
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Three hundred people onboard
The fly is trapped
I tell him, follow me out the door
He lands in the tip of my nose.
(A true story)
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Prepare yourself for the coming astral journey of death by daily riding in the balloon of God-perception.
Through delusion you are perceiving yourself as a bundle of flesh and bones, which at best is a nest of troubles.
Meditate unceasingly, that you may quickly behold yourself as the Infinite Essence, free from every form of misery. ~Paramahansa's Guru's Guru.
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28-08-2021, 02:38 AM
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Late, lost and alone
Ah, a puppy!
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Prepare yourself for the coming astral journey of death by daily riding in the balloon of God-perception.
Through delusion you are perceiving yourself as a bundle of flesh and bones, which at best is a nest of troubles.
Meditate unceasingly, that you may quickly behold yourself as the Infinite Essence, free from every form of misery. ~Paramahansa's Guru's Guru.
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28-08-2021, 10:01 AM
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You stop to point at the moon in the sky
by Ryokan
English version by Sam Hamill
Original Language Japanese
You stop to point at the moon in the sky,
but the finger's blind unless the moon is shining.
One moon, one careless finger pointing --
are these two things or one?
The question is a pointer guiding
a novice from ignorance thick as fog.
Look deeper. The mystery calls and calls:
No moon, no finger -- nothing there at all.
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28-08-2021, 11:59 AM
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"No moon, no finger - nothing there at all"
Dogen:- (to whom I am besotted.... )
Before one studies Zen, mountains are mountains and waters are waters; after a first glimpse into the truth of Zen, mountains are no longer mountains and waters are no longer waters; after enlightenment, mountains are once again mountains and waters once again waters.”
.......to come back to where we started and know it for the first time
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28-08-2021, 11:59 AM
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Looking out the window I take a deep breath
Oh look an unskillful thought arises
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