Seasons in Upper Turkeyfoot
Rural in Nature, Transcendental in Temperament
Wednesday, May 08, 2013
It's Not Too Late
Wild asters rising in rain.
Never beg the wind for mercy.
Wild asters and such,
Tall goldenrod and such,
Once all your stems have snapped
Produce new shoots. It's not too late.
–Adapted Zen poem by Ko Un, translated by Allen Ginsberg.
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