Wednesday, November 23, 2022
THREE OLD MONK POEMS (350)
YOU SAY QUIET
You say quiet
as if that's
what you mean,
but you want
birds, you want
wind, you want
thunder rolling
down the mountain,
the old monk said.
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AMONG THE THINGS
Among the things
I do not expect
to see: my death,
the old monk said.
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YOU GO TO CHURCH
You go to church on Sunday
and sin in the afternoon.
That doesn't seem right,
the old monk said.
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