Return to Summer/Fall 1995
Poetry, etc.
How Was Kyol Che?
by Susan Baer
Reflections on 90 days of Together Action at Diamond Hill Zen Monastery
Bowing, chanting, sitting, eating, dharma talks, afternoon walks, snow sliding off the roof, the morning bell. Chanting, sitting, eating, bowing.
Wind in the trees, branches covered with ice, interview room laughter, toilets flushing, pain and sleepiness, silent caring and closeness. Sitting, eating, bowing, chanting.
The moktak, moktak, moktak, boots sinking into mud, the evening bell, form teaching discipline, Poep Sa Nim teaching generosity, together action intimacy and love.
Eating, bowing, chanting, sitting. Bowing, chanting, eating, sitting.
Three Precepts Man
by Guillermo Echanique
Three Precepts Man confronts himself,
his face a terse reflection of despair.
Three Precepts only can he keep.
(Which three of course he will not tell).
Upon the mat, torture's black rack,
he quietly wrestles with himself
Which way to go? What choice to make?
How does the future look today?
No Precepts roach slowly makes its way
across the floor and up his leg.