Come to each day with an empty cup.
Before Zen: cut wood, carry water. After Zen: cut wood, carry water.
Die before you die.
The jack pine can't seed without fire.
I got up at 6:30. The early birds were in the parking lot picking up worms.
The first thing I did when I got here was get a cup of coffee.
We all have high expectations.
Stafford said: "Lower your standards and keep writing."
My martial arts teacher said: "Empty your cup."
Pound said: "Make it new."
I've drunk half my coffee.
Someday my cup will be empty
again.
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Sunday, April 14, 2013
Making it New
Labels:
free verse,
poetry
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