Poem

  • Ikkyu

    Every day, priests minutely examine the Dharma And endlessly chant complicated sutras. Before doing that, though,…

  • Genro

    A white cloud hangs over the summit Of a green mountain beyond the lake. Whoever looks…

  • Hui Chao

    The summit of the peak of the mystic crossingIs not the human world;Outside the mind there…

  • Soan Nakagawa

    Looking for serenityyou have cometo the monastery. Looking for serenityI am leaving the monastery. Kwatz! Stop…

  • Fuke

    If a clear mind comes, I let it be clear.
If a deluded mind comes, I let…

  • Xiangyan

    Making a hundred calculations and a thousand plans only for thesake of [our own] body,We forget…

  • Han-Shan

    High, high from the summit of the peak, Whatever way I look, no limit in sight!…

  • Dogen

    For so long here without worldly attachments,
I have renounced literature and writing;
I may be a monk…

  • Cynthia Ozick

    AcclaimNature’s hues in fall and spring gold and rust lilac and rose azaleas aflame petal and…

  • Jane Hirshfield

    I have a ream of paper,a cartridge of ink, almonds,coffee,a wool scarf for warmth. Whatever handcuffs…