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Scott Watson in Sendai, Japan, sends along regular missives, updates and poems. Some highlight grim news; others, such as one I received last week, contain some of his fine work which often challenges us all to look deep and hard within ourselves. I was delighted when he granted me permission to share these with you.
Three poems from Scott Watson
securing a world against itself
police use clubs, flash bombs, hoses,
tear gas, guns. a world’s secret needs
securing, a world as it is, a world
that this way keeps itself.
neither violence nor nonviolence
change a world much. a world free
of itself is a free world.
i’m preoccupied by
the way things are
before there was a me.
the world and not the
world. it does as i do,
lives as i live, dies.
- Scott WatsonIN THE PEN
we are arrested, imprisoned by a world, in a
world, from birth. some of us try to escape. some
demand reforms. some support harsh crackdowns
and death. i’m given a pen to celebrate life.
i’m armed against life with a pen.
This week's featured poem comes from the Lilliput archive, issue #103. Kitty Marie Sciotto's fine poem reminded me of another by Bashō, which I've included here, along with a 3rd by Issa to wrap things up or, more precisely, unwrap them. Enjoy.
pushing back damp hair
Kitty Marie Sciotto
Wrapping dumplings in
bamboo leaves, with one finger
she tidies her hair
rice dumpling in bamboo grass--
skillfully the cat
translated by David G. Lanoue
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