Wednesday, December 29, 2021
THREE OLD MONK POEMS (91)
AH, SUNSET
Ah, sunset.
Sometimes light
makes its own
deal with night,
the old monk said.
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WHEN THEY SPEAK
When they speak to me
they tell their stories,
the stars,
the old monk said.
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SOMETIMES THE BRONC-BUSTER
Sometimes the bronc-buster
breaks them and sometimes
he gets broke,
the old monk said.
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