Philip Glenn Whalen

(20 October 1923 – 26 June 2002 / Portland, Oregon)

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Sourdough Mountain Lookout

Tsung Ping (375—443): 'Now I am old and infirm. I fear I shall no more be able to roam among the beautiful mountains. Clarifying my mind, I meditate on the mountain trails and wander about only in dreams.'
-in The Spirit of the Brush, tr. by Shio Sakanishi, p. 34

for Kenneth Rexroth


I always say I won't go back to the mountains
I am too old and fat there are bugs mean mules
And pancakes every morning of the world

Mr. Edward Wyman (63)
Steams along the trail ahead of us all
Moaning, 'My poor feet ache, my back
Is tired and I've got a stiff ...

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