Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Zen Poetry

I could read these wonderful minute poems all day.

The camelia tips,
the remains of last night's rain
splashing out

-- Buson 1715-1782

from The Poetry of Zen
translated & edited
by Sam Hamill & J. P. Seaton


jenni said...

The Birds Have Vanished

The birds have vanished into the sky,
and now the last cloud drains away.

We sit together, the mountain and me,
until only the mountain remains.

--Li Po

Above the boat,
of wild geese.


From the bough
floating down river,
insect song.


Peter said...

I love " . . .until only the mountain remains."

The bee emerging
from deep within the peony
departs reluctantly

Springtime coming!