Zazen Poems - Poems about Zazen

...As the sun goes west of my school building day's tiring trying work starts to windup ears tremble mildly to hear school bell ring Joy quickens to brush away lesser thing My own loving heart her......

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...Li Bai translations These are my modern English translations of Chinese poems by Li Bai, also known as Li Po. Zazen on Ching-t’ing Mountain by Li Bai translation/interpretation by Michael......

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... "Sitting with Koans" Zazen sits zafu'd in the zendo with the poetic monkey minds echoing the sound of two hands clapping producing sound bites bitten like Botticelli repr......

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...The moon gazes through April’s silver maple. To work, to drive, to drive to work. Earth's half-in, half-out of the sun’s habitable zone. The rushing stream topples old trees; the peacefu......

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...My head is calm My space is zen I glide and I meander Manoeuver in a psychic hovercraft I’m in my private bubble Impervious to noise around me Blissfully cut off from outsiders Their bitter wo......

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...Is there any escape from noise? A crash, a rattle, a spoon in a cup No rest for the wicked Insistent buzzing piled up Blaring horns Lighted signs Engines screaming in ears So many angered ......

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...1. God is full, full of rain, and dry, dry as light. 2. The clock-man winds his clock spending many an hour. The clock, however, winds itself; if he knew that, he would not was......

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...How far from nature and life it is the gray clouds, airplanes in them the night cooing and pigeons roosting Sirma's garden gone to roses and seed                         That airplane overhead!......

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...changing dawn to dusk second hand eternal turning nights of spirit, senseless knight indescribable yet earthly yearning night side world melts into glass black sun rising at our core stars as......

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...I have followed him to his hermitage. Stalked by loneliness he has revealed a better way and shared with me Zazen through writings and the sound of the Hototogisu. I have carried him on the tube and......

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...Anger- what is it? what color is it? And, what can we liken it to? Is it the thing that we feel before counting to TEN? Or is it why many Buddhists reflect in Zazen? Could it be White, like ......

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