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Zen and Taoist Poetry
« on: March 28, 2007, 12:52:28 AM »
Love Letters

Every day, priests minutely examine the Law
And endlessly chant complicated sutras.
Before doing that, though, they should learn
How to read the love letters sent by the wind
and rain, the snow and moon.
 
~ Ikkyu ~



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Re: Zen and Taoist Poetry
« Reply #1 on: May 17, 2007, 03:53:12 PM »
Toki-no-Ge (Satori Poem)

Year after year
I dug in the earth
looking for the blue of heaven
only to feel
the pile of dirt
choking me
until once in the dead of night
I tripped on a broken brick
and kicked it into the air
and saw that without a thought
I had smashed the bones
of the empty sky


Muso Soseki
14th Century Japan

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Re: Zen and Taoist Poetry
« Reply #2 on: February 09, 2008, 01:06:04 AM »
by willow's shade

by willow's shade
in shadows of the pine
back up against
               all karma stopped
the monkey heart is skewered
the racing mind, coralled
the moon bright, the breeze pure
alone I speak
               of endless life.


Yun-k'an Tzu
13th Century China


(Called Taoist by some, Zen by others, details about this poet are a mystery.)
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Re: Zen and Taoist Poetry
« Reply #3 on: May 14, 2008, 11:13:33 AM »
This rare and heavenly creature
alone without peer
look and it’s not there
it comes and goes but not through doors
it fits inside a square-inch
it spreads in all directions
unless you acknowledge it
you’ll meet but never know


Han-Shan (Cold Mountain)
8th Century China

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Re: Zen and Taoist Poetry
« Reply #4 on: September 10, 2008, 02:18:45 AM »
Two beggars
sharing a meal of the food they've been given

The new moon shines intensely


~Ko Un~
Contemporary Korea 


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Re: Zen and Taoist Poetry
« Reply #5 on: March 07, 2009, 09:29:55 AM »
stove full of pine needles

Forty-some years I've lived in the mountains
Ignorant of the world's rise and fall
Warmed at night by a stove full of pine needles
Satisfied at noon by a bowl of wild plants
Sitting on rocks watching clouds and empty thoughts
Patching my robe in sunlight practicing silence
Till someone asks why Bodhidharma came east
And I hang out my wash.

- Shih-wu
13th Century China



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Re: Zen and Taoist Poetry
« Reply #6 on: June 09, 2009, 04:35:13 AM »
An Exquisite Truth

This is an exquisite truth:
Saints and ordinary folks are the same from the start.
Inquiring about a difference
Is like asking to borrow string
when you've got a good strong rope.
Every Dharma is known in the heart.
After a rain, the mountain colors intensify.
Once you become familiar with the design of fate's illusions
Your ink-well will contain all of life and death.


~Hsu Yun
19th-20th Century China



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Re: Zen and Taoist Poetry
« Reply #7 on: July 28, 2009, 03:53:19 AM »
A Fisherman

Studying texts and stiff meditation can make you lose your Original Mind.
A solitary tune by a fisherman, though, can be an invaluable treasure.
Dusk rain on the river, the moon peeking in and out of the clouds;
Elegant beyond words, he chants his songs night after night.


~Ikkyu Sojun
Zen Buddhist
15th Century Japan
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Re: Zen and Taoist Poetry
« Reply #8 on: October 30, 2010, 01:44:05 PM »
I burned incense, swept the earth, and waited
for a poem to come...
Then I laughed, and climbed the mountain,  leaning on my staff.

Yuan Mei
18th Century China
Not here, not there, but everywhere - always right before your eyes.
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Re: Zen and Taoist Poetry
« Reply #9 on: January 04, 2011, 08:10:33 AM »
Incomparable Verse Valley

The sounds of the stream
     splash out
          the Buddha's sermon
Don't say
     that the deepest meaning
          comes only from one's mouth
Day and night
     eighty thousand poems
          arise one after the other
and in fact
     not a single word
          has ever been spoken


~Muso Soseki
14th Century Japan
Translated W.S. Merwyn
Not here, not there, but everywhere - always right before your eyes.
~Hsin Hsin Ming

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« Reply #10 on: January 04, 2011, 08:45:07 AM »
Gathering simples, going home
White clouds flying
Mists melt black mountains
And this wandering mystic's
Wandered astray.
Black apes call and green birds cry
A magic crane goes before me,
Dancing, leads me
To my cave.

- Yun-K'an Tzu
13th Century China
Not here, not there, but everywhere - always right before your eyes.
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Re: Zen and Taoist Poetry
« Reply #11 on: January 04, 2011, 09:49:43 AM »
(I'll be doing more research, but just thought I'd share a brief description of Li Po I found online. I didn't know the Taoists were considered decadent, somehow....)

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Li Po (lē bô), Li Pai (lē bī), or Li T'ai-po (lē tī-bô), c.700–762, Chinese poet of the T'ang dynasty. He was born in what is now Sichuan prov. Most authorities believe that he was a Taoist; Li Po's unconcern for worldly preferment and his love for retirement was expressive of both Taoism and the delicate romanticism found in his poetry. An early period of patronage by the court was followed by banishment in 744. He spent the next decade traveling through E and SE China. After the An Lu-shan Rebellion (755–57) he was exiled because of associations with a rebellious member of the imperial family. He soon received amnesty and spent his remaining years traveling along the Chang (Yangtze). Legend maintains he drowned while drunkenly embracing the moon's reflection; however, scholars believe he died from cirrhosis of the liver or from mercury poisoning due to Taoist longevity elixirs. About 1,100 of his poems are extant. Although they include many conventional verses expressing thoughts on actual events, Li Po is best known for his pieces describing voyages through imaginary landscapes, invoking exotic Taoist images and powerful emotions of fear or exhilaration. He uses strange diction and rhyme, as well as hyperbole and playfulness, typically feigning a wish to forget rather than confront reality. He preferred older poetic forms such as songs or ballads and long, tonally unregulated "old-style" verse, introducing to them various personae, including his own cultivated persona of a wild, self-obsessed poet.
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Re: Zen and Taoist Poetry
« Reply #12 on: April 02, 2011, 12:11:58 PM »
Motto

When I meet a monk,
          I bow politely.
When I see a Buddha,
          I don't.

If I bow to a Buddha,
          the Buddha won't know.
But I honor a monk:
          he's here now, apparently,
          or, at least, he seems to be.

~Yuan Mei
18th Century China
Not here, not there, but everywhere - always right before your eyes.
~Hsin Hsin Ming

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« Reply #13 on: July 14, 2011, 02:21:49 AM »
Incomparable Verse Valley


The sounds of the stream
          splash out
                    the Buddha's sermon
Don't say
          that the deepest meaning
                    comes only from one's mouth
Day and night
          eighty thousand poems
                    arise one after the other
and in fact
          not a single word
                    has ever been spoken



Muso Soseki
(1275 - 1351)
Japan
English version by W. S. Merwin 
Not here, not there, but everywhere - always right before your eyes.
~Hsin Hsin Ming

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Re: Zen and Taoist Poetry
« Reply #14 on: August 26, 2011, 11:36:55 PM »
This grasped, all's dust -
The sermon for today.
Lands, seas. Awakened,
You walk the earth alone.

Seigensai
Not here, not there, but everywhere - always right before your eyes.
~Hsin Hsin Ming

 

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