Dec 27
A public fountain to wash my Christmas stockings, same socks as last year. Public Square lit with so many bulbs. Where is the money for food? So many Christmas trees, so many lights. Will Christ remember His poor? What green zen can warm my burdened soul? What sweet smoke can fill my belly? 6000 stars …
May 18
5 Haikus Tell me, Green Buddha, as I spark you into my lungs, what is True Zen? In cold Cleveland’s streets where we gather, seeking warmth, what smoke will heal us? Green Buddha, sit and bless the altar of my lungs with sweet incense smoke. March Snow in Cleveland, blown so thick even the pigs …
