Book Break: Zen Poetry Addendum (for Jinglebob)

Perhaps there is one poem in Ko Un’s collection, Flowers of a Moment, that both an evolutionary anthropology student and a South Dakota horseman can enjoy:

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We can never again speed
on four legs
over those plains
and ridges where the mist has cleared

Ah, the curse of homo erectus

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No rhyme, no meter, but it strikes home for me…it’s how I feel each time I overlook the Missouri, headed west.

5 thoughts on “Book Break: Zen Poetry Addendum (for Jinglebob)

  1. Jinglebob, Jinglebob, Jinglebob… 🙂

    Perhaps he is neither. Perhaps the urge you have to be horseback and the urge he has to be a fleet-footed quadruped are the same. Perhaps horses are harder to come by in Korea, or perhaps he's merely pointing out that the urge he feels is deeper than a choice to go riding some early morning.

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  2. Would you call me a cretin if I told you that the first thing I thought of when I read your comment was: If there is a lack of horses in Korea, it's probably because they ATE them all.?

    I know. That's just wrong.
    I'll shut up now.

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