Koson Ohara
A south wind tonight
Moonlight in the west
a south wind tonight
Where are you, son
Is the bardo as empty as earth?
That bastard, Death,
called on us in the wrong order;
one cannot make assumptions in life.
My son, my son
I am counting the nights until I join you
Moonlight in the west
a south wind tonight
Can you hear it blow
Moonlight in the west
a south wind tonight
Where are you, son
Is the bardo as empty as earth?
That bastard, Death,
called on us in the wrong order;
one cannot make assumptions in life.
My son, my son
I am counting the nights until I join you
Moonlight in the west
a south wind tonight
Can you hear it blow
James Lee Jobe
Love never made a fool of me. I always was one.
Greg Brown
Bicycle Haiku
Late summer bike ride,
grasshopper lands on my neck --
where to, little friend?
James Lee Jobe
Perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave.
Rainer Maria Rilke
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Good manners are everything
Be polite at your booking
Say 'thank you' when you empty your pockets
When you are fingerprinted and photographed
Is there a line-up for a witness identification
Smile and nod at the window that looks like a mirror
Imagine that you are in a talent show
Try to make a good impression
Introduce yourself as 'James'
Tell them you are happy to be there
Actually be happy to be there
Be polite at your booking
Say 'thank you' when you empty your pockets
When you are fingerprinted and photographed
Is there a line-up for a witness identification
Smile and nod at the window that looks like a mirror
Imagine that you are in a talent show
Try to make a good impression
Introduce yourself as 'James'
Tell them you are happy to be there
Actually be happy to be there
James Lee Jobe
You were wild once. Don't let them tame you.
Isadora Duncan
Koson Ohara
One night past full, the moon rises
Over the tree to my east
A lot of pine, some oaks
Four sycamores standing in a row
Like soldiers on guard duty
In walking meditation, I move slowly
Through the trees and out into the open
Step by step, breath by breath
Moonlight on my face, and finally
looking up, in my eyes
The Corn Moon, September
James Lee Jobe
Inseparable from right speech is good listening.
Mudita Nisker
Envying the life of someone else is like watching a pizza commercial on tv; don't be surprised if it really isn't as good as it looks.
James Lee Jobe
21st century Baltimore, Maryland
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