The Dreamy Sound of Bokushitsu's

Shakuhachi Awakened Me

From Deep Sleep One Moonlit Night

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A wonderful autumn night, fresh and bright;

Over the echo of music and drums from a

distant village

The single clear tone of a shakuhachi brings a

flood of tears--

Startling me from a deep melancholy dream. ***p. 69

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From Wild Ways Zen Poems by John Stevens

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I love bamboo how it looks

and because men carve it into flutes ***p.46

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flute notes bring gods demons only that music

again the world's biggest ass-man hasn't one friend

his loneliness that music ***p. 68

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Crazy Cloud likes his own mind its wish for flutesongs rainy

nights

drinking muttering beside his women ***p. 72

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From Crow with No Mouth: Ikkyu by Stephen Berg