Tuesday, January 25, 2011

lesson no. 3

"Alvah, trouble with you is you don't
do plenty night zazen especially
when it's cold out, that's best, besides
you should get married and have half-
breed babies, manuscripts, homespun
blankets and mother's milk on your
happy ragged mat floor like this one.
Get yourself a hut house not too far
from town, live cheap, go ball in the
bars once in a while, write and rumble
in the hills and learn how to saw
boards and talk to grandmas you
damn fool, carry loads of wood for
them, clap your hands at shrines, get
supernatural favors, take flower-
arrangement lessons and grow
chrysanthemums by the door, and get
married for krissakes, get a friendly
smart sensitive human-being gal who
don't give a shit for martinis every night
and all that dumb white machinery in
the kitchen."

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