Zen Poems
The appreciation of Zen philosophy and art has become universal, and Zen poetry, with its simple expression of direct, intuitive insight and sudden enlightenment, appeals to lovers of poetry, spirituality, and beauty everywhere. This collection of translations of the classical Zen poets of China, Japan, and Korea includes the work of Zen practitioners and monks as well as scholars, artists, travelers, and recluses, ranging from Wang Wei, Hanshan, and Yang Wanli, to Shinkei, Basho, and Ryokan.
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The appreciation of Zen philosophy and art has become universal, and Zen poetry, with its simple expression of direct, intuitive insight and sudden enlightenment, appeals to lovers of poetry, spirituality, and beauty everywhere. This collection of translations of the classical Zen poets of China, Japan, and Korea includes the work of Zen practitioners and monks as well as scholars, artists, travelers, and recluses, ranging from Wang Wei, Hanshan, and Yang Wanli, to Shinkei, Basho, and Ryokan.
Foreword17Written on the Lake on my Way Back to the Retreat at Stone Cliff25On Climbing the Highest Peak of Stone Gate26Setting out at Night from the Pavilion at Stone Pass27On Founding a Retreat for the Sangha at Stone Cliff28Bodhi originally has no tree29If evil flowers bloom in the mind-ground30Deluded, a Buddha is a sentient being31Enjoying the Cool32An Autumn Evening in the Hills33Seeking a Night's Lodging at the Monastery of the Chan Master Daoyi34The Wang River Collection35In my Lodge at Wang Chuan after a Long Rain40Light Lines on a Flat Rock41Green Creek42Suffering from the Heat43Living in the Hills: Impromptu Verses44Stone Gate Monastery on Mount Lantian45Visiting the Forest Pavilion of the Recluse, Cui Xingzong, with Lu Xiang46Farm House on the Wei Stream47In the Hills48Weeping for Ying Yao49Zhongnan Retreat50Lines51On Missing my Way to the Monastery of Heaped Fragrance52Sitting Alone on an Autumn Night53On Parting with the Buddhist Pilgrim Lingche54Rejoicing that the Zen Master Bao Has Arrived from Dragon Mountain55A thousand clouds among a myriad streams56When men see Han-shan57When the men of the world look for this path amid the clouds58Men ask the way to Cold Mountain59Cold cliffs, more beautiful the deeper you enter60Clambering up the Cold Mountain path61As for me, I delight in the everyday Way62So Han-shan writes you these words63A telling analogy for life and death64In the third month when the silkworms were still small65Why am I always so depressed?66Parrots dwell in the west country67I sit and gaze on this highest peak of all68Yesterday I saw the trees by the river's edge69Man, living in the dust70My mind is like the autumn moon71You can see the moon's brightness72Far, faraway, steep mountain paths73I laugh at my failing strength in old age74To what shall I compare the world?75Dhyana's Hall76At Wang Changling's Retreat77Looking for Lu Hongjian but Failing to Find Him78Idle Droning79A Flower?80Realizing the Futility of Life81On his Baldness82Night Snow83The Temple84At Yiye Temple95Meditation Hall96An Early Morning Visit to the Buddhist Priest Chao to Read the Chan Scriptures97Looking for the Recluse and Not Finding Him Home98Southern Study99To an Old Monk on Mount Tian Tai100Written on Master Hengzhao's Wall101Grieving for Zen Master Jianzhang102On the Winter Festival I Visited Lone Mountain and the Two Monks Huijin and Huisi103Written on Abbot Lun's Wall at Mount Jiao105The murmuring brook is the Buddha's long, broad tongue106The Lyre107Flower Shadows108Spring Night109Days of Rain; the Rivers Have Overflowed110Begonias111Passing Over Dayu Peak112The Southern Room over the River113Recalling the Old Days at Mianchi114Moving to Lin'gao Pavilion115Enjoying the Peonies at the Temple of Good Fortune116Presented to Tanxiu117The Weaker the Wine119Sending Off Chan Master Xiaoben to Fayun121Abbot Zhan's Cell122Written on the Wall at Xilin Temple123Books124Every single thing125The winds of spring126Trailing on the wind127To "Eyes' Fascination"128The Boatman's Flute129Making Fire in the Boat on a Snowy Day130Red Peonies in a Jar131The Cold Lantern132Passing the Pavilion on Shenzhu Bridge133Spending the Night at the River-Port Pool Rock134Rising Early135The Morning Ferry136Staying Overnight at Xiaosha Stream137During an Intercalary August After the "Arrival of Autumn" It Was Hot in the Evening and I Went to Be Cool in the Prefectural Garden138The Twin Pagodas of Orchid Stream139Don't Read Books!140On Seeing the First Bloom of the Lotus141Watching the Moon Go Down142Bright bright!143Coming, going, the waterfowl144Depending on Neither Words nor Letters145Worship Service146Impromptu Poem147Winter Moon148Winter Moon (2)149Summer Night150Refreshing, the wind against the waterfall151Cold Night: Impromptu152Autumn's Whiteness153In heaven and earth, no ground to plant my single staff154Staying at Luyuan Temple: Wang Wei's Former Residence155Miscellaneous Poems from My Lair156Rhyming with the Priest Caoan's Poem "Living in the Mountains"158In the Mountain159At Tomo Harbor160Imitating the Old Style161In China: Sick with Malarial Fever162Herding the Ox in the Himalayas164At Deathbed165To Rhyme with a Poem by My Old Teacher: Sick in Winter166For all these years, my certain Zen167Sweeping Leaves168In the Mountains169Inscription over his Door170Camellia Blossoms171Hymn for Offering Incense Upon the Buddha's Attainment of the Path172Inscribed on the Pavilion of Moon on the Water: Two Poems173Improvisation Upon Leaving the Nanzenji to Go Into Retirement174Poem Rhyming with Monk San's "Trip to Kanazawa - Recalling Old Times"175Rohatsu: To Show to My Disciples176Two Scenes Inscribed on a Screen177In Response to a Request to "Explain the Secret Teaching"178The Painted Fan179An Old Temple180The void has collapsed upon the earth181Dwelling in the Mountains: A Poem Rhyming with Chanyue's182Like dew that vanishes183Contemplating the Law, reading sutras, trying to be a real master184Sunset in a Fishing Village185Foothills beneath a deepening pall of snow186Such a mind, is, indeed, that of a Buddha!187As darkness falls188Without understanding189Cuckoo190Invisible as the wind to the eye192Soul mad with longing193"If it be so, so be it!"194A temporary lodging195Spring196Summer197Autumn198Winter199They come about on their own200Saying Goodbye to the Monk Wunian201On Receiving My Letter of Termination202Writing Down What I See203On dead branches crows remain perched at autumn's end204The sea dark205On the mountain road the sun arose206Coming this mountain way207The whitebait opens its black eyes208Asleep within the grave209Priceless is one's incantation210Past, present, future211You no sooner attain the great void212My house is buried in the deepest recess of the forest213Green spring, start of the second month214I am imprisoned in my cottage among the solitary hills215Begging food, I went to the city216At an old temple217In the still night by the vacant window218My beloved friend219Good manners and sweet habits have faded, year after year220Our life in this world224You mustn't suppose225Since I began to climb this steep path of discipline226Foothills far below227If anyone asks229The wind is gentle230Here are the ruins of the cottage where I once hid myself231All my life too lazy to try and get ahead232On the Death of Yukinori233I have a walking stick235From Spring to Autumn of 1827 Some Things Came to me Which I Wrote Down Haphazardly236A Renunciation of Wit237Biographies239Acknowledgments251
