Zen in Washington



How Fortunate


“How fortunate I was

to have failed in my political ambitions,”

the Zen Master told us,

“for had I succeeded,

my life would have been remembered

for how I turned into the arrogant

captain of all the fawning I received

in my high Washington windows,

the scraping and bowing

I myself had mastered long ago,

rather than for these verses

you’ve come to hear,

a few kernels of brown rice

in an old begging bowl.”


-Dick Allen

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