A Tumultuous Zazen
Haibun Coldplay’s “the Scientist” plays. Dreamlike imagery arises: a woman handing out cuvards; a drop of Jesus’ blood. Always returning to “wind.” Breathing The bell gongs. I can’t stand up as the others rise...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Haibun Coldplay’s “the Scientist” plays. Dreamlike imagery arises: a woman handing out cuvards; a drop of Jesus’ blood. Always returning to “wind.” Breathing The bell gongs. I can’t stand up as the others rise...
