Taigu Ryokan

(1758-1831 / Japan)

No Luck Today On My Mendicant Rounds - Poem by Taigu Ryokan

No luck today on my mendicant rounds;
From village to village I dragged myself.
At sunset I find myself with miles of mountains
between me and my hut.
The wind tears at my frail body,
And my little bowl looks so forlorn --
Yes this is my chosen path that guides me
Through disappointment and pain, cold and hunger.


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  • Fabrizio Frosini (11/25/2016 4:23:00 AM)

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    all the harsh life of the beggar.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010



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