Mercury day poetry: Meditation at Lagunitas
In one of our past lives (during this lifetime), Bobbie and I knew a thing or two about poetry. (We still may.) We knew living poets. (OK, we still do.)
Bobbie’s mentioned Richard Kenney once or twice. Another poet we crossed paths with was former U.S. laureate Bob Hass. (We highlighted his Issa translations before.) He’s both a gentle soul and a master craftsman when it comes to language. We had a wonderful Thai dinner with him once.
This is a late 1970s poem, and it is one of my favorites written since 1950 or so. (That happens to be a fairly short list.) You could say it is about our inability to know the world — or our audaciousness in thinking we don’t.
Meditation at Lagunitas
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