Thursday, November 21, 2013
HIGASHI HONGWANJI (GARY SNYDER)
In a quiet dusty corner
on the north porch
Some farmers eating lunch on the steps,
Up high behind a beam: a small
carved wood panel
Of leaves, twisting tree trunk,
Ivy, and a sleek fine-haired Doe.
a six-point Buck in front
Head crooked back, watching her.
The great tile roof sweeps up
& floats a grey shale
Mountain over the town.
Note: Have you ever known, really known, a deer? I've had that pleasure and bucks, does and fawns have been our friends.
It wasn't that many years ago, but it seems like a long time now.
I think most people have heard (in one context or another with one meaning or another) the sentiment expressed that "9/11 changed everything." I agree with that, i.e., it was that way for me.
I actually heard someone say it today, in an art history lecture called "Imaging Disaster," describing September 1, 1923 when the world ended at 11:58 a.m. in Tokyo.