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| Patrick Jadulco Tillada |
The Shakuhachi Knows
Silence pours through itself
and huddles against the light.
Unsure, I exhale and a tongue
of air flickers through
the openings, bearing questions
whose answers I cannot shape
into words. Who stands there
singing? What is the color
of love or a shadow's weight?
When will this begin to end?
Originally published in Midwest Zen and included in Okaji's first full-length collection, Our Loveliest Bruises (3: A Taos Press, 2025).
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| Robert Okaji |
Two years ago, Robert Okaji was diagnosed with late-stage metastatic lung cancer, which he found annoying. But thanks to modern science, he's still living in Indianapolis with his wife, poet Stephanie L. Harper, stepson, cat, and dog. Recent publications include Our Loveliest Bruises (3: A Taos Press, 2025) and His Windblown Self (Broadstone Books, 2025).
Thank you Bob!
ReplyDeleteAll great questions that I can't answer. Beautiful writing.
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