ध्यान
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the zen of love and disillusionment
ireland & the phallic continuum
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'The mind is the idea of the body.' - Spinoza zen
Zen |
There is no-one who's enlightened
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Thinking is a rotten tree.
Truth is thinnest of thin air.
Poetry is
Look-at-me !
zen
zen
If your mind was like mine
I'd be yours.
Your mind is like mine
and I'm yours.
My mind is like yours
and you're mine.
Only death can make us perfect.
There is no such thing as time.
Zen
I wasn't born.
I wasn't there.
The revelation
of the world is wildness.
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Asking myself
how to reach acceptance
I ruefully reply
There is no way.
"Poetry in the Anglosphere seems to be taught as a medium carrying within itself deep meaning,
deep imagery, and abstract symbolism.
As a man who grew up in a Buddhist culture, it is quite counter to my inclination.
Intricacy in poetry seems to me to glorify attachment to meaning, imagery and abstraction.
Buddhists are realists. They say 'my right hand is my right hand' and 'my shit is just shit'.
There is no meaning in meaningfulness.
There is no beauty in the merely beautiful ordering of words.
Fortunately, some poetry outside the Anglosphere seems largely to be free of this tendency,
often displaying admirable qualities of bare-bones realism." -
Suchoon Mo
Z since 4th March 2005 en
