[ARTS]: Big and Little Poetry--free verse, any verse.

[Shonin Risa Bear]

Tai shi, these lately are very good work. _()_

gassho
d/s sat/some lah

[Tai Shi]

Shonin Risa Bear
Hard luck avoided from our own Kyousui retired nurse saved me. His art of nursing, all his life all he ever loved and wanted isn’t praise for giving life comfort. It was for him automatically giving. Taishi get to an ER now, then to my dearest love and universe “Get him to earth to asking pace. Hospital ER get him now!” This comfort my dear friend saw I have years to be Zen promises to maintain life in precepts life universe into life life and life. Dharma life giving honesty without understanding why but I’m even with why l learned long ago. With what you need what you know down deep into bones when I was a young child we had nothing nothing else to do with loans took my mother down for my one and only mother who found a man who truly loved her just as my poetry was loved and loves Marjorie I pearl of greatness she loves me. I am a teacher always like my nurse friend one of my best friends ever saved my brain saved my heart saved my life. Tai Shi poetry giver of words so when I speak of truth I learned truth at the feet of my mother who had moreover truth in her cancer we came back to each other son and mother mother’s love including Zen all this is impermanent but memories etched into poetry poetry and love. My poetry even bad poetry is about love and love is eternal.
Gassho
sat/ lah
Tai Shi
calm poetry


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[Tai Shi]

What I Give

When life pours out softness, Conifers
Pines, I am birth. I am evergreen, I understand
My fatherhood? When blood is our tissue,

Would you let me be in your life, husband,
Father, Jewels in rain, I take nothing, give
Something, life giving water for my Orchid,

You are Spectrum light, Alice Hindman,
for writing my novel as Marjorie, orange
Bicycles in Europe Anderson's parables,

Decades clothed with death, Eight-hundred miles
Central Europe, rain, storm. Learn poetry
Universal as One Third chance of Death in deluge,

Angiogram reveals mass, I risk for their beauty.
For self, gaining years more? Ever given my rakusu
I cannot make. Gift of Sangha for my worlds?

Refuge in Buddha, Refuge in Dharma, teachings
Refuge in Sangha, rags died to let clothing
Given more time for my simple education.

How they cover my nakedness with life, One tree,
I water strongest Douglas Fir, my brother
His home protected from Torrente. dipped,

In water. Jukai with Conifer, in operation connect,
I emerge from emptiness, Emptiness of Form,
Form is Emptiness. I Found my heart, no death.

Subverted AVM, brain nearly washed away with pain
Two moths after surgery, I hurl Strong Water,
Not From Sky? What universally gives more years?

Nursed to health bedside still waters in valley
Writing soft poetry, calm, strong life for Trees,
White Pine in Tsukuba with our daughter in Tokyo.

Gassho
sat/ lah

[Tai Shi]

I respect Shonin Risa Bear. Thank you very much. I respect your latest book. I have trouble with fees for self publishing.
Thank you.
Gassho
sat/lah

[Tai Shi]

Her Shoes Were Words

She gave to father
German Zen masters
Who carried zazen west
When more Japanese
Lyric as casting lillies
Into Bower,
Asking no more release
How pain into stands of sound,
Unvarnished laughter,
Better UBASOKU touched
Lotus Sutra Brush seeking
Words after Ten
That Morning young-
Old, release her days
Knowing child lyric
Tears, 1989 his window
Then knowing he climbed

Longs Peak at 30 days,
Sobriety made clear,
Everyone, grieved
No more in South Dakota,
He lived for January 2016
Light. Given his child,
Last in January 2022
Realizing knew poems,
Never condemned.
If trees leafed
Forth convictions

Subtlety chosen
What eleven-years-old
Learning to read
Years young, speaking
Of books Yes!
Replied admittedly path
Of session he could see
Dawn of Dogen over
Yin Yang Self helping others,
UBASOKU, and know,

Seventy years
Gone for loving
Kindness, Buddha
Incense, longing
Healing in October
Morning a.m crawled.
To Hospital on the third
Bleeding to ICU 2010
2011, memory gone
October 29th, 2021,
Sliced open happiness
After surrender?

In autumn arthritic,
Strain of bone, vertebrae
One of session, hands
Folded nothing more,
Gift of Kokuu for Jundo
Teacher's desire set aside
Helping others
Somer Kohans
Answered, Tathagata
Thich Nhat Hanh,

Interbeing recognized
1987 touching Colorado,
With her no toxic substance
Trail Ridge Highest
Knowledge in Wisdom
Bodhisattva's day.

Enter wise, fallen
Angels do not exist
Never Genjokoan,
Beyond community
Emptiness, alone
Beyond his years,
She lead him
Another defeat, woman,
Verses for daughter
Sprung From hands,
Writes Japanese
Lines, free verse.
Walks delicately
Through flowers
She scattered his ashes.

Gassho
sat/ lah
Tai Shi

[Tai Shi]

Saga of Alana the Japanese Cat

Cloud in January,
Cornfield's abondondoned
In dew, or frozen light, Dogen
Left Zen Master's Leaning
This Morning's essence.

Devoured dragon spaces,
Sun in clouds behind glacial
Mountains of gray moisture
Across open prairie damp
Snow flurries before it dropped
Into temperatures of Ice Age
Gone, farms on Highway 38,
They drove into safety.

This Night before asking
Is call from daughter in Japan?
Again phone rang in silence,
Phantom thieves, texts
Their daughter wrote poems
"Father, I know what diversion
You created to keep politicians
Awake as old ones, now
You are old too, dawn ripples
Division of night, daylight
Darkness." Creating lines
Beautiful verses, arcadian words

Asunder, fathers jagged spine,
Arthritis in vertebrae Spondylitis,
Surgeon removed AVM, gave
Reality, more sentience, mild,
Pain returned on January 28, 2022
Never more wandering thoughts
Alone, Koans unraveled, dim light,

Another winding South Dakota
Farm elision fields Coleman,
Hartford, Humboldt, mind relaxed
Cold winters more than realization
Gapples after harvest, milk,
Grape juice, morning food,

Honey dripped
From their own pens,
Daughter, writing again
Structured sentences marvel
At words into stars slipping.
We know events are labor,
Partake of day, sun's feast,
Delicious, daughter meditates
On her poetic writing. Mother's,
Life in Colorado mountains,
To Illinois plains, at four-years
Old, daughter winsome grew

Intelligent little Poet,
"My Little Book of Poetry."
With play could invision,
Her delight, built verses
Depth of father's lines,
Dove's Haven, signs
Of bird song, daylight.
Comes breathing end.

Fatherhood launches
Her way from Sioux Falls
To sheltered publications
From Tokyo to Iowa,
To St. Louis, she finds
Midwest always home,
But West not foreign, islands
Of rice, not Corn, or wheat,
Her delight Waseda University
Washington University,
University of Iowa,
Middlebury College, Her essays
Translations of Japan's Nobel
Prize winning author.
Ever her career, she's gone
Into dim recollection of her
Academic homes, seeks home
Of her own.

West Central to West, China,
Korea, Japan, Largest gain
Language her father dimly
Knows from Tsukuba.Daughter
Laurel Chiba to Hokkaido,
Zendo provided from Jundo,
Young, and old, women
Men, Disabled, everyone
All accepted serious intent
Who seek learning ancient
Compassion bestowed
Gift of zazen, Shikantaza
Teaching gratitude, equanimity,
Freedom from anger, most
Respect to Life, to all
Earth, sentient beings
Sought, as all attone.

Father sees with joy
Daughters progressed,
Compassion in Hiroshima,
As father, mother, daughter,
Cried and astounded,
Beheld Tsunami, Fukushima,
Silence, daughter rescued
Animals, cats that would die,

Brought to Midwestern town
Family cared for, Cat finally
Crawled into fathers lap,
To warm herself from zero
Celsius, and below, this cat
A fairy Queen, named Alana,
Date, northernmost island,
Where certain death, now
Japan in Family house,
Empathy part of family
Growth, life, and poetry.

Gassho
sat/ lah

[Nengyoku]

Here's one I read today that really touched my heart. By Rengetsu.

なれきつる
春やをしほの
山ざくら
青葉がくれに
うぐひすの鳴

Won't she miss
the spring she knows?
From her shelter of green leaves
in the cherry trees of Mount Oshio
a warbler cries...

Who is your warbler? What is their spring? Their shelter of green leaves amongst the cherry trees?
What is your spring? Your shelter?

Gassho,
Nengyoku
Sat

[Tai Shi]

Beautiful images, Japanese? Chinese? I will try my writing skills like this beautiful little poem Nengyoku, thank you so very much.
Gassho
sat/lah

[Nengyoku]

Beautiful images, Japanese? Chinese? I will try my writing skills like this beautiful little poem Nengyoku, thank you so very much.
Gassho
sat/lah

Most of Rengetsu's poetry are Waka in a classical Japanese form.
I'm glad you liked it

Gassho,
Nengyoku
Sat

[Tai Shi]

Blizzard

When my wife
Stops behind the snow
By our yellow cedar deck,
To pick up her shovel,

I look at corn near
Highway 38. My hands
Knotted with arthritis,
I can not clear this drift.

Gassho
sat/ lah
Tai Shi

[Kokuu]

Lovely poem, Tai Shi! I hope the snow got cleared.

Gassho
Kokuu
-sattoday-

[Tai Shi]

Hi Kokuu. Actually the snow was weeks ago, and because of less snow this, “summer drought might be bad!” I am very happy today. Though my Kindle won’t communicate with Treeleaf, it does let me read news sent to email.



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[Tai Shi]

Maybe this s more appropriate place to share a title from another most neglected group of proper, and the Women in out home, and I am only one male in a home of four females including two cats, for my birthday gift from my daughter;
The First Free Women, Poems of the Early Buddhist Nuns, translator and editor. Matty Weingast. given me by our daughter Laurel Ann Taylor, ABD, PhD, Japanese literature, comp. lit.
Gassho
sat/ lah

[Tai Shi]

Hello Friends, anyone may, can, and have shared their own poetry here. and this little volume of poetry, Jundo has told me is about 90% translator/author 10% women poets. Onkai has recommended two books of poetry, and these were recommended by Jundo as well. Maybe when Jundo checks in with us here he may recommend contemporary women Buddhist poets, and maybe share with his poetry, help us out with this primarily poetry thread though in the past we have also recommended poets and poetry which any of you may do. Jundo. please help us out. Onkai and anyone who knows any women Buddhist poets, or any poets, outside classics poetry, bt poets you like, tell us of these like the one I bought for about $$10 or my like daughter's contribution. I bought the less expensive of Jundo's recommendations. And I will also check with Onkai to recommend other poets who are women. Any women poets, please post here, for it gets tiresome having me be the only poster. Yes, there must be hundreds of poets both women and men who might like to post here. Thank you all. I will also ask Jundo to give this thread a few good words because any poetry is welcome here rhymed, unrhymed, free verse, blank verse, paragraph poetry, structured, literally any verse big or little, Jishin had suggested a long verse from a poet he liked, and others may recommend other poets. Thank you all.
Gassho
sat/ lah
Tai Shi

[Tai Shi]

ARTS: Big and Little Poetry--free verse, any verse.

Otagaki Rengetsu, recommended Seishi. He says of her "a poet calligrapher, a Go player, warrior, a dancer, etc, She lost essentially all of her family (and two husbands) young. Her work is personal and often deeply tinged with loss that permeated her life" Thank you friend for this recommendation." Anyone may recommend poets, specifically women in our thread, and if you an, quote a few lines of poetry. Perhaps Haiku belongs elsewhere, but feel free to suggest Haiku and quote a few lines.
Gassho
sat/ lah