Lunch Break Haiku
little bites of poetry
Sunday, September 18, 2011
("Tell me, Sona," said the Buddha, "when the strings of your lute were too taut, was your lute tuneful and easily playable?") (in two parts)
Certainly not, Lord.
And when the strings were too loose?
Certainly not, Lord.
But tell me, Sona,
When born at an even pitch--
Oh God. Such singing.
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