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from heaven, a poem
One can always emerge in the future and look back, and say the past was looking for meaning. the truth of the ma- ter…
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speckled remains
for the first time, it was seen. a leaf [will]change[ed]; the green hue; speckled remains. like stars, burning out.. and vanished. bright in that…
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two poems this fall
hello flies – do you find it warm on this jacket, this morning? a fire meanders up warm pipe a lightbulb reflected in glass,…
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Source of the Way
[[[ this. is. dana. ]]] [[ bravo dōgen ]] [[ source of the way indeed ]] [ self-view ] one dewdrop whole, abstract moon.…


