Non-Erotic PoetryZinn is Dead
Zinn is Dead
A dozen lies --
Does zen lie?
Surely not, it’s the point.
Zinn told us no less
in his eloquent realities,
zealous history -- beyond art.
We see it hear,
it listens and moans,
the sound: not “one hand
clapping” – no it’s simply
the stunned silence,
a mute monk sobbing
the yin and the yawn,
the wasted mediocre air
of koanless chants echoing
in a vast vacuum, nothing!
Zinn is listening, dead
for want of so much less.
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