New Poetry, May 2014

Scumbag Perceives the Universe

Say I’m the worst of humankind,
Daily sinning in my mind
And body. Nothing any good.
A curse upon the neighborhood.

And you’re a bodhisattva fair,
Who from your perch up in the air
Responds to all our hate and blindness
With intelligence and kindness.

Look down on me and give a wink.
We’re not as different as they think.





Zazen

Sitting won't make
You a Buddha.
What a relief,
For those who sit.