Sunday, February 12, 2023
THREE OLD MONK POEMS (405)
THE NAIL MIGHT
The nail might
make the hole
but it's the wood
that holds on
and won't let go,
the old monk said.
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HOW MUCH
How much do you
have to cross out
to get one good word,
the old monk
asked the poet.
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YOU CAN HIDE
You can hide
many of them
but not all,
so let me see
what you've got,
the old monk said.
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