Poking around at a couple of used bookstores today, The Child pointed out Japanese Death Poems: Written by Zen Monks and Haiku Poets on the Verge of Death to me. It's a book that I've given over the years to a few of my favorite people, but I secretly always wanted my own copy. I missed it while perusing so when The Child turned my attention to it I was elated.
(It's also a perfect fit for my current SWORD/NO SWORD work-in-progress poetry project.)
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