Thursday, January 20, 2022
THREE OLD MONK POEMS (110)
I DON'T RESENT
I don't resent you,
the old monk told his students.
What else would I be doing?
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WHAT
What
speaks to me
is silence,
the old monk said.
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WE COULD PLAY
We could play this
kind of thing all night,
the old monk said
about the band.
We call it
hillbilly jazz.
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