Hiatus...
The Tired Monk is heading out on a Pilgrimage; after four years and, oh so close, to three hundred poems.
Just out on the road looking for saints.
Thank You
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Thursday, April 5, 2012
A Tired Monk Ponders Escape
i)
didn't I already escape
up from the world
into the temple
and deep
into monastery halls
ii)
some days
I ponder another one
another escape
away from robes, duties,
and the razor nicks,
and stings
on this old tonsured head
A short short story...
didn't I already escape
up from the world
into the temple
and deep
into monastery halls
ii)
some days
I ponder another one
another escape
away from robes, duties,
and the razor nicks,
and stings
on this old tonsured head
A short short story...
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
temples empty
temples empty
fewer novices sit out by the gates
humble
waiting to be let in
they used to sit out there
cold n'cloaked huddled
tight under the hemlock tree
makes for quiet halls,
but the dust still gathers
the tired monk sweeps
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