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  • Zen Poetry

    Zen Master Ryokan

    From Dewdrops on a Lotus Leaf translated by John Stevens

    Thoughts

    When all thoughts
    Are exhausted
    I slip into the woods
    And gather
    A pile of shepherd’s purse.

    Like the little stream
    Making its way
    Through the mossy crevices
    I, too, quietly
    Turn clear and transparent.
    no-mind

     

    The flower invites the butterfly with no-mind;
    The butterfly visits the flower with no-mind.
    The flower opens, the butterfly comes;
    The butterfly comes, the flower opens.
    I don’t know others,
    Others don’t know me.
    By not-knowing we follow nature’s course.

    Lazy

    Too lazy to be ambitious,
    I let the world take care of itself.
    Ten days’ worth of rice in my bag;
    a bundle of twigs by the fireplace.
    Why chatter about delusion and enlightenment?
    Listening to the night rain on my roof,
    I sit comfortably, with both legs stretched out.

     


     

     

    The following are all from: Beyond Self: 108 Korean Zen Poems

    by Ko Un

    THE HERMIT

    Jang Ku-Song the hermit was busy shitting
    when he heard frogs croaking. It made him
    recite

    The croaking of frogs on moonlit nights in early spring
    pierces the world from end to end, makes us all
    one family.

    Look, if you’ve had your shit,
    wipe yourself and get out of here.

    THE LOTUS SUTRA

    The Lotus Sutra. Ultimate reality.
    So far
    you’ve been bashing me badly.
    Now
    I’ll cudgel you, bastard.
    Oh! Ouch!
    Take that too.
    Oh! Ouch!
    Oh! Ouch!

    The Lotus Sutra dashed away.
    Fields open wide, once the farmers
    have gone.
    A SMILE

    Shakyamuni held up a lotus
    so Kashyapa smiled.
    Not at all.
    The lotus smiled
    so Kashyapa smiled.

    Nowhere was Shakyamuni!

    WHY KILL?

    Let be. Please, let be.
    Kill Buddha
    if you meet him?
    Kill mother and father
    if you meet them? Why kill?
    Things made of clay all fall to bits
    once soaked by monsoon rains.

    ANANDA

    Even Shakyamuni could never tame Ananda
    but Kashyapa kicked him out and tamed him.
    Throw away all you know.
    Throw away all you don’t know.
    Then and only then one star shines bright.

    A SHOOTING STAR

    Wow! You recognized me.

     

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