November 5, 2018 at 1:11 am Leave a comment


how do i tell you
who i am?
and, having told:
how shall i know
if you hear?
This is one of the poems where I rather shyly dared reveal that I really was a zen Buddhist. **In town, no one responded (in the new zen Buddhist, group) to this “But do you draw and carry water, do you hew and carry wood?”

Someone’s perceptions are sadly askew here. From what I’m being told recently it’s without doubt me. Odd that I was convinced a bit over forty years ago, exiting the Vietnam war that this was going to happen. It was diagnosed as paranoia.


***By the way, a ‘telling’ has more than one meaning. With the internet fairly easy to search, i Ching is one example of method of telling as are Tarot cards.

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