Cold Feet

cold feet
cold shack
no blankets
poems of Han Shan
collected for the treasury they are
upon the orders of
Lu Ch’iu-Yin, governor
who sought out the
elusive teachings
of the mysterious clowns
Han-Shan and Shih-te
bowing to them in sooty kitchen
which sent them running
returning to the cliffs
of cold mountain
where Lu-Ch’is-Yin
sent up monks
to gather
the poems written on
bamboo, wood, stone, cliffs
and the walls of people’s homes
these poems became this book
in my hands where I sit
in cold shack
with cold feet

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