Sermon to the Trash
20 November 2009
Vol. 9, No. 3
poetry
Everything passes, said the Buddha,
and I saw it myself on the river—
tennis balls and condoms,
waterlogs and dead dogs,
styrofoam battleships,
the mastless schooner of a rubber sandal…
20 November 2009
Vol. 9, No. 3
poetry
Everything passes, said the Buddha,
and I saw it myself on the river—
tennis balls and condoms,
waterlogs and dead dogs,
styrofoam battleships,
the mastless schooner of a rubber sandal…

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