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WE RISE … LIKE SMOKE ∆Poems∆Psalms∆Incantations∆
New Poems
Ikkyu
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I am the wandering poet, I do not sleep I am wasting these days in the dregs Of the deep.
I live in the church of myself Bizarre & unfulfilled, The spirit of the waking man, And the fool, the reckless fool.
For I am walking round the circle From the outside looking in, I am the shadow on the wall And the wall is growing thin.
So can you see me?
Only Here
And There,
And Now?
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