David Wolf Budbill

(1940 / Cleveland, Ohio)

Bugs in a Bowl - Poem by David Wolf Budbill

Han Shan, that great and crazy, wonder-filled Chinese poet of a thousand years ago, said:
We're just like bugs in a bowl. All day going around never leaving their bowl.
I say, That's right! Every day climbing up
the steep sides, sliding back.
Over and over again. Around and around.
Up and back down.
Sit in the bottom of the bowl, head in your hands,
cry, moan, feel sorry for yourself.
Or. Look around. See your fellow bugs.
Walk around.
Say, Hey, how you doin'?
Say, Nice Bowl!

Topic(s) of this poem: bugs


Comments about Bugs in a Bowl by David Wolf Budbill

  • Fabrizio Frosini (7/22/2015 4:21:00 AM)

    Hanshan (Chinese: 寒山; pinyin: Hánshān; literally: Cold Mountain, fl.9th century) was a legendary figure associated with a collection of poems from the Chinese Tang Dynasty in the Taoist and Chan tradition. No one knows who he was, or when he lived and died. In the Buddhist tradition, Hanshan and his sidekick Shide are honored as emanations of the bodhisattvas Mañjuśrī and Samantabhadra, respectively. [from Wikipedia] (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 23, 2015


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