Shundo David Haye – Zen Priest

Poem

  • Jenny Allen

    Breathing in, I wash the dishes,Aware of their usefulness in holdingNourishing meals that have sustained my…

  • Ryokan

    Returning home from a day of begging;Sage has covered my door.Now, a bunch of leaves burns…

  • Feng-kan

    Actually there isn’t a thing,Much less any dust to wipe away;Who can get this straightDoesn’t need…

  • Shuho Myocho

    Having once penetrated the cloud barrier, The living road opens out north, east, south, and west.…

  • Tao-ch’uan

    Searching for attributes is wrong Seeing no form is like death Don’t ask if it’s vast…

  • Rengetsu

    Leaking from the rock in an old temple, water barely trickles – the voice of the…

  • Barbara Kingsolver

    Rent a house near the beach, or a cabin but: Do not take your walking shoes.…

  • Koun Ejo

    I’m just a festering mass, a beast amongst humans. For years I minced barefoot, adopting some…

  • Anna Akhmatova

    Everything is plundered, betrayed, sold, Death’s great black wing scrapes the air, Misery gnaws to the…

  • Ryokan

    Noisy kids lack co-ordination to catch early fireflies