nothing but the moon tonight—
and cotton-like clouds in burnished shreds...
above a ragged wall of black pine trees
lining the narrow road sporadically lit—
where I and this form of a shadow split.
~Kokoro Sonzai 2010 (trans. Son Rivers)
THE SENSIBLE S. DHAMMIKA, MONK - About once a month, I go with a friend or two to a very unpretentious Vietnamese vegetarian restaurant (Van Hanh) far on the other side of the city. I dis...
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