Library of Tongues (Zazen)
 
Am I the pausing wanderer
or am I
the traveller returned?
 
I have put the novels away
I have ceased to purchase -
knowing I am seduced
by the covers alone.
 
There are very few writers.
 
I have searched their pages
for entrance
to the human realm -
to stumble upon
the seat of wonder,
 
I have sought glimmerings
the reflection of my own story.
 
Yet though related in atoms
held beneath the same sky
they are as foreign to me as fortune
 
I set myself some homework -
to write about it
  & to draw this room again
 
then I sit zazen
amid these mute pages,
 
this
library of tongues.
 
26/04/11