SoonLeeNZ
SoonLeeNZ  ·  2 days ago

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It's still John M. Ford's birthday (April 10) in some parts of the world. He wrote one of my favourite poems, "Sonnet: Against Entropy" which was first published as a comment to a forum post. https://nielsenhayden.com/electrolite/archives/003789.html#29472

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John M. Ford, October 13, 2003, 05:41 PM: The worm drives helically through the wood And does not know the dust left in the bore Once made the table integral and good; And suddenly the crystal hits the floor. Electrons find their paths in subtle ways, A massless eddy in a trail of smoke; The names of lovers, light of other days -- Perhaps you will not miss them. That's the joke. The universe winds down. That's how it's made. But memory is everything to lose; Although some of the colors have to fade, Do not believe you'll get the chance to choose. Regret, by definition, comes too late; Say what you mean. Bear witness. Iterate.
John M. Ford, October 13, 2003, 05:41 PM: The worm drives helically through the wood And does not know the dust left in the bore Once made the table integral and good; And suddenly the crystal hits the floor. Electrons find their paths in subtle ways, A massless eddy in a trail of smoke; The names of lovers, light of other days -- Perhaps you will not miss them. That's the joke. The universe winds down. That's how it's made. But memory is everything to lose; Although some of the colors have to fade, Do not believe you'll get the chance to choose. Regret, by definition, comes too late; Say what you mean. Bear witness. Iterate.
John M. Ford, October 13, 2003, 05:41 PM: The worm drives helically through the wood And does not know the dust left in the bore Once made the table integral and good; And suddenly the crystal hits the floor. Electrons find their paths in subtle ways, A massless eddy in a trail of smoke; The names of lovers, light of other days -- Perhaps you will not miss them. That's the joke. The universe winds down. That's how it's made. But memory is everything to lose; Although some of the colors have to fade, Do not believe you'll get the chance to choose. Regret, by definition, comes too late; Say what you mean. Bear witness. Iterate.
Buddhistdoor Global (BDG)
Buddhistdoor Global (BDG)  ·  2 weeks ago

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Buddhistdoor Quote for Today: Saigyō Hōshi (1118–1190)

Leaving no trace
Once again into the mountains’ depths
I’ll make my way;
Not to hear the world’s pains—
I wonder, is there such a place? — Saigyō Hōshi (1118–1190)

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Buddhistdoor Global (BDG)
Buddhistdoor Global (BDG)  ·  2 weeks ago

Content Warning

Buddhistdoor Quote for Today: Saigyō Hōshi (1118–1190)

Leaving no trace
Once again into the mountains’ depths
I’ll make my way;
Not to hear the world’s pains—
I wonder, is there such a place? — Saigyō Hōshi (1118–1190)

🔗 Explore more: https://buddhistdoor.net

#Buddhism#Buddha #JapaneseBuddhism#Amida #Amitabha #PureLand#Japan#Poem#Poetry#Poet#Waka#BuddhistMonk#Spirituality

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