little: a Happy Hill Sutra
for SF, TM, GW, JW
For all the Little People in the worlds (ours and theirs).
All of us have not forgotten you.
I came to crush time to study you to teach.
The Buddha
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Little enough said little enough thought little enough forgotten little enough
Porch's cold concrete bumble bee's raftered catacomb fog lifting
Bat mother in porch eave tell us your favorite supper
Incessant wren listen cars climbing the mountain one mouth feeding another
Doves weeping on boughs dawn rain
Gay feather in daylilies splinter in finger
In the dress shop peonies in the garden peonies in the mind one
My pockets empty wren hopping cricket death chicks cheeping no rain today
Mournful crow fireflies where are you Gods & Goddesses fern fronds
Two green grasshoppers bathroom's red walls you looking in mirror too
Wasp carrying green worm back again one minute here one minute gone Sisyphus or Sage
Negative space no Positive space on
Fingers aflame with spring water nothing lasts
Not this not that white shadows on the hemlock boughs
Too much said too much thought too much forgotten too much
One day a man came I am not he observe