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by Dogo

Refuge in the Buddha Refuge in the Dharma Refuge in the Sangha Refuge in the empty spaces Spaces around Spaces between Spaces within Spaces

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by Dogo

If this answer was presented to me by a Zen student in dokusan, I would likely accept it if they could also answer some checking questions.

Next koan: Who is the true person of no rank who comes and goes through the gates of your face?

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by Dogo

This is Burns Night, and it should be noted that, though he likely never heard of Zen or Buddhism, he was one of the great Zen poets of the West:

But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white – then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow’s lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. ​

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At today's online sangha meeting, I gave a Dharma talk about jisei, Japanese death poems, particularly this tanka by Shimaki Akahiko:

Where did that dog that used to be here go? I thought about him once again tonight before I went to bed.

For more, read the book Japanese Death Poems, compiled by Yoel Hoffman.

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