Category Archives: My poems

POEM: the bodhisattva of Naples, New York

Posted on 24 April 2017 by Jason Crane

the bodhisattva of Naples, New York for Mary Cornish They came with stories. They came to a big barn near a small town on a spring day still gripped by the memory of winter. They stood beneath a thousand tiny … Continue reading →

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POEM: invasive species

Posted on 11 April 2017 by Jason Crane

invasive species we planted it at the foot of some low hills near a made-up border between two states soon we moved it across that line took it north, then west, then back east again we tried to give it … Continue reading →

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POEM: sandbag satori

Posted on 6 April 2017 by Jason Crane

sandbag satori I settle like a sandbag onto the zafu bones finding a resting place a contented sigh & the smell of sandalwood I close my eyes as the bell rings / / / Jason Crane 6 April 2017 State … Continue reading →

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POEM: 4 a.m. (for Douglas Adams)

Posted on 27 March 2017 by Jason Crane

4 a.m. for Douglas Adams I sit like a leg of the cosmic table propping up my part of the Whole Sort of General Mish Mash breath measured legs in the Burmese position as the 4 a.m. cars whoosh by … Continue reading →

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POEM: cohabitation

Posted on 21 March 2017 by Jason Crane

cohabitation BOOM! on the cushion while BANG! you are, inexplicably awake RATTLE! breathe in, breathe out TING! a brief rain shower, passing car STOMP! the bell dings, ending the morning session SLAM! like magic, a bagel & tea on the … Continue reading →

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POEM: the mystic

Posted on 17 March 2017 by Jason Crane

the mystic New Balance sneakers, worn soles Builder’s tea, almond milk, one sugar Nikon binoculars, Peterson field guide a biography of Philip Whalen (of course) all the trappings, none of the Trappist there’s no “I” in enlightenment oh wait, there … Continue reading →

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