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Subject FOR NIRVANA /Korean Seon(zen) Master Cho Oh-Hyun àääÀ Ùöߣ ðÆçéúè-7 | ||
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FOR NIRVANA CHO OH-HYUN
49 THE WAY TO BISEUL MOUNTAIN Who is that returning on the winding road to Mt. Biseul, past the trees all stripped of time, the cloud-covered gorges below? Is it a pleasant that splits the sky with its fluttering wings? No keomungo strings, but if you tread there, won¡¯t you hear the rhyme? The road is spliced-as if to break-cut precipices-extending: is that scent the spices of hail grains soaked into your clothes? Does the temple sit, eyes shut, cloaked again in the inky dark? Just as well to be tucked away, in isolation,obscure. That lone bird, about now, does it drop a feather as it goes? 50 2007-SEOUL AT NOON Today, a nude photo, halfway torn At a crossroad on an alley wall amid the eateries of Sinsadong And still, the Earth spins- Galileos¡¯s whine 51 2007-SEOUL AT NIGHT Mute tree, mute bird A picture of me, sitting Or an island frozen over in the dark Not that, either, but a loud bird sneezing 52 WILD DUCKS & SHADOW When I ask him-Master Haejang, hero of the hangover drink- for tiding of the mountain temple, he says, Yesterday the wild ducks that played in the West Star lotus pond went away, and now, today, only the shadow of the dogwood remains. 53 WINTER MOUNTAIN BEASTS Ate midwinter black bean gruel, cast out all manner of demons Fell asleep reading Master Joju¡¯s sayings Crunch-a frozen tree breaking in the deep lonely of a far mountain 54 A DAY AT OLD FRAGRANCE HALL The sun slants in, onto the two-tiered wood floor of Old Fragrance Hall Through the hanging plaited bamboo shades, The whole day flickering away. Painting hanging askew on the wall: a Taoist hermit with magical powers, An old ferryman who¡¯s let go of the oar, drifting with his fishing boat, And again, so soon, I am the setting sun. 55 BODHIDHARMA 1 The whole of the West was yours- and you gave it not a glance The master, who sat so long in solitude, purifying himself in flame Has left us a commodity at the close of the global exchange 56 BODHIDHARMA 2 Live-trying living-and not a lucky dream in the world Even your hereditary occupation and mooching all used up Attained your aim for a round, and still no investors to do business Àð°í 57 BODHIDHARMA 3 A shame¡¯s New Year¡¯s offering bowl left out beneath a boulder- You ate it all up at a glance, and even if you were to vomit up the world Still, you would see no one Look around-you¡¯ll be morning sick 58 BODHIDHARMA 4 The unfamiliar sound of the wind that sawed at this one life With the news cut off in that apparent space A pilgrim asks the way and you draw him an empty circle 59 BODHIDHARMA 5 Fondle it daily and still the beard won¡¯t grow The sky, too pale, is being dyed Fingernails, toenails, caught in moonlight, all withered and fallen out 60 BODHIDHARMA 6 At the notice from afar, of debt returned at the very conclusion of keeping house Though this single garment of life weighs heavy on your shoulders You block the ways of the world and run- away-in the opposite direction 61 BODHIDHARMA 7 On that soft, first fired clay on the firm, fertile soil That bamboo stamped in ink is a sala tree On that clear, calm current you ride upstream 62 BODHIDHARMA 8 Wash your hair-wash it- the dandruff doesn¡¯t clear¡¯ Life is itchy- you scratch it with your nails And dark marks, the scars you left behind 63 BODHIDHARMA 9 No matter how much you glare, those sword-blade eyes will not open That bright seed, crammed in back and the world not even visible Declaring the world is all but dead, you chant sutras in a mourning house to ward off evil spirits 64 BODHIDHARMA 10 You made the earth quake with no wind, nor cloud of dust |
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