SUNYATA

We are all past,
which is not present,
selves a continuous emptying,
vessels defined
by what they cannot hold,
clothes that leave their shape
as they disappear
with the body--and the others
who crowd at our elbows,
they are sensuous absence,
accumulated silence
after just having spoken,
period after period.

MOUNTAIN AND RIVER, FLOWER AND BIRD

Birds chitter tunelessly,
unseen in the trees.
Last night's rain
still dampens the gutter
as the road slopes down
to the daylillies blooming
in the ground between
where the sidewalks cross
and the corner.
Alle Natur ist gross.

A HAIKU BY BASHO, REPACKED IN A LARGER, TANKA-SHAPED BOX

Double Vista Bay.
Farewells at autumn's ending.
We part, opening

as these shells on tender flesh,
as eyelids upon the eye.
      --my translation

A petition to UCDavis to support their grad student--and my friend--Isabel Call's request for her student health insurance pay for her MD's recommended treatment for her rare cancer.http://www.change.org/petitions/chief-financial-officer-university-of-california-advocate-on-isabel-call-s-behalf-and-consider-her-appeal-for-pbrt

http://www.npr.org/blogs/krulwich/2012/05/17/152913171/the-essence-of-science-explained-in-63-


A video clip of Richard Feymann on Robert Krulwich's science blog.  Don't neglect to read the excellent poem by Wislawa Szymborska below the video.

What would it mean to be disoccidented?

DI DUNIA INI, ADA BANYAK WARUNG

Apple slices

in coarse sea salt.

Sardines

in bitter chocolate.

An avocado shake.

What savor would these have

taken at a food stall

of bamboo

and blue plastic tarp

at the corner

of Jalan Kaliurang

and Jalan Yacaranda?