The beautiful thing about expecting nothing is that when it arrives, I’m always delighted and surprised. It’s only when I expect something that I’m disappointed. But, as they say, those days are gone. It’s been ages since I expected anything. And if you think this sounds silly, childish, frivolous, clever, or contrived, you should read the rest of this book. Read it page by page from the very beginning. Then you’ll know what nothing really is, along with everything else.
Zen Érotique
no need to comprehend
this rainbow of naked limbs
a hummingbird ascends
Recently Banned Literature, December 27, 2014
Categories: Everything and Nothing, Recently Banned Literature
Tags: Hummingbirds, Poems, Poetry, Short Poems, Winter, Zen
