The American Poetry Review, January 1st, 2006
Driving with implacable Hakuin, the cruelest teacher who ever lived, across the reaches of Snoqualmie Pass, snow and ice after moving upward through dense rain. The sky cleared for a moment and did I see ornate space vehicles against the mountain wall? I'm frankly scared but Hakuin steadies me, not Mom who said shame on you, or Dad so long dead his spirit only returns to me when I'm fishing. At Jim Welch's memorial in Seattle I could again see all human beings and creatures flowering and dying in the void which is all that we are given along with the suffering so ignored by angels. In Butte ...
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