Friday, January 28, 2022
THREE OLD MONK POEMS (117)
THE KIND OF DEAL
The kind of deal
you want to make
is not the kind
the devil wants,
the old monk said.
Don't go down
to the crossroads.
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I CAN'T IMAGINE
I can't imagine
imagination,
the old monk said.
I'm more straight-
forward than that.
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WHAT DOES LIGHT
What does light
know of the darkness,
the old monk asked.
It has never
found it.
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