Wednesday, September 08, 2021
THREE OLD MONK POEMS (6)
WHAT DO I OFFER
What do I offer
when the candle sputters?
the old monk said.
More wine and
a blanket.
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I WRITE
I write
so I can
remember
what I wrote,
the old monk
says.
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ALL THESE YEARS
All these years
and it comes to this,
the old monk said.
What a disappointment.
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