picked
by an old woman’s hand
herbs green and glowing
Soen Nakagawa
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Yesterday
A box built
For growing potatoes
Today
A fresh delivery
Of seeds and plants
The picking
Will be sometime
In the future
But for now
We hold onto
The promise:
“It is not that
the form is only material
And the emptiness spiritual”
Quotation is from Stephen Batchelor’s
The Art of Solitude
haiku mind
108 poems to
cultivate awareness
& open your heart
is by Patricia Donegan
