I Was Sitting Poem by Curtis Goodnight

I Was Sitting

Rating: 4.8


I was sitting
and there was no you

so I read
an old Zen thing
unopened a while

a bit of a
wednesday morning
a brave and a
hazardous hunt

look
see
Be

I Was Sitting
Sunday, April 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: zen
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tom Billsborough 24 April 2016

It is hard to express the simple and the complex self as well as your last three words. Genuine poetry, deeply impressed. TOM Billsborough

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Dr Antony Theodore 24 April 2016

there was no you look, see, be .. spiritual and philosophical thought which speaks of the ego and the real and false self.. thank you very much dear poet. tony

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Norah Tunney 24 April 2016

There is a deep sense of simply being in this poem even in the midst of loss and there was no you It reminds me of the ancient Japanese Zen poets Thank you Curtis

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