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December Moon
Oak moon, reed moon—
our friend called;
she was telling the pain
what to think.
I said Look. If you
relax you’ll get better.
Better? who wants better,
said a moonbeam
under the wire,
the soul is light’s
hypotenuse; the lily’s
logic is frozen fire—
December Moon
Suppose you are the secret
of the shore—a strong wave
lying on its side—
you’d come to earth again
(as if joy’s understudy
would appear) & you
could live one more bold
day without meaning to,
afresh, on winter’s piney floor;
you say, I’ve been
to the door & wept;
it says, what door
I love Buddhist jokes.
“A Buddhist walks up to a hot dog stand. The vendor asks him what he wants, the Buddhist says “Make me one with everything.” He pays the vendor with a twenty; when he asks for his change, the vendor says “change must come from within”.”
Q: What do you call a schizophrenic Buddhist?
A: Someone who is at two with the universe.Why couldn’t the Buddhist vacuum the corners? He had no attachments.
How many Buddhists does it take to change a light bulb? None, change must come from within.I was on a bus full of Buddhists on Sunday and I heard that first joke. Shaking my head, haha.
Besides the inaccurate schizophrenia joke, these are awesome. I love the vacuum one, hadn’t heard that before.


