“One must have a mind of winter To regard the frost and the boughs Of the pine-trees crusted with snow; And have been cold a long time To behold the … Continue reading The Snow Man – Wallace Stevens
In the last of the evening light, I took a bag of rubbish over to the bins on the other side of the park. And at that point saw it … Continue reading The beach at sunset.
Most people are familiar with the (originally Japanese) form of poetry known as Haiku.
Dogen Zenji was a Japanese Buddhist priest, writer and poet who lived in the early 13th Century. Garry Snyder is a teacher, poet, essayist and travel writer who lives today … Continue reading Blue Mountains.
The space goes on. But the wet black brush tip drawn to a point, lifts away. –Gary Snyder, from “Finding the Space in the Heart” Featured image via … Continue reading Finding the Space in the Heart.
In Sung China, two monks friends for sixty years watched the geese pass. Where are they going? one tested the other, who couldn’t say. That moment’s silence continues. No one … Continue reading Wild geese.
” As this day ends, and before sleep when the sky dies down, consider your altered state: has this day changed you? Are the cornerssharper or rounded off? Did … Continue reading Questions Before Dark