Basho Journey coming to the end in New York reading Japanese Haiku poetry while “somehow still alive” “meditating on my art” “something is always flickering in my mind” Basho tree “loving the way they tear so easily” “to be free of skill and knowledge is true realization” “true detachment” molos weehauken new jersey my birthday agreeable companion the third grace “in quiet times I open a book” “i cultivate my qi” zen the narrow road to the deep north David Landis Barnhill
