Wednesday, October 14, 2020



I won't come back as a human.


For the afterlife,

an animal will do.

Not a big one;

small will do.


so small it can hardly be seen.

An amoeba will do.

I didn't want that a few years ago.

I could have been reborn

not a man but

an ignorant woman who had lost a few

of her eleven children.

Shoe would do.

But I won't be born as a human being ever again.


Ko Un
The Three Way Tavern
Selected Poems
translated by Clare You & Richard Silberg
University of California Press 2006

You can read lots and lots of Ko Un, that good.
But I picked out one pumpkin from the patch.