chicken pozole

A very small woman, perhaps a fairy or an elf, was inside the crockpot with the chicken pozole. She was angry and yelling something about curses and revenge, but nobody was really certain about what she screamed as the lid was, of course, on the crockpot. How else could the chicken pozole cook? Other than that it was an OK day. Sure, it rained a little, but then the sun came out again. It didn’t suck at all. 

James Lee Jobe 

He glares back at me

with an ugly, surly face,

this old pond frog

Kobayashi Issa, 1763-1827

John Coltrane - Equinox

That a cheerleader would take her own life

Is a hard thing

And why did she choose to use her body

To form the letter ‘K’

As her last act on this earth

These are troubling times

James Lee Jobe

Everything changes. There is nothing to stick to. That is the Buddha's most important teaching.

Shunryu Suzuki

Better dream last night. I was flying back and forth Spain to play (real) football. In the dream I was around 40 (I am 67), too old to catch on to a team, but one coach took me on, and I got into the second half of a match at the end of the dream. Nothing huge, I was in the midfield, got some kicks in moving the ball up the field. But man, it felt great. 

James Lee Jobe 

Smile, breathe and go slowly. 

Thích Nhất Hạnh

Downtown San Francisco 

I am interviewing the buildings 

One by one 

They tell their names 

Not the names that humans use 

But the names they call themselves 

Frank 

Larry 

Martha 

Just names 

In a day’s time I only cover four of five blocks 

San Francisco is large 

There are many buildings 

And I am an old man 

James Lee Jobe 

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James