WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:03.390 align:middle line:90% 00:00:03.390 --> 00:00:05.700 align:middle line:84% One of the public problems with these poems 00:00:05.700 --> 00:00:07.460 align:middle line:90% is that they're so short. 00:00:07.460 --> 00:00:11.560 align:middle line:84% And when you read them, they tend to sort of go past you. 00:00:11.560 --> 00:00:15.250 align:middle line:84% I mean, there may be other private problems with them. 00:00:15.250 --> 00:00:17.640 align:middle line:84% But so I tend to kind of-- well, I 00:00:17.640 --> 00:00:19.440 align:middle line:84% pause a lot between the poems, hoping 00:00:19.440 --> 00:00:22.080 align:middle line:84% that whatever little resonance there may be 00:00:22.080 --> 00:00:27.752 align:middle line:84% will trickle out to you, before I lay another one on you. 00:00:27.752 --> 00:00:29.460 align:middle line:84% I think it's time now to try another one. 00:00:29.460 --> 00:00:32.106 align:middle line:90% 00:00:32.106 --> 00:00:33.660 align:middle line:84% I'm going to call it "Sentences," 00:00:33.660 --> 00:00:36.950 align:middle line:90% which is four sentences. 00:00:36.950 --> 00:00:40.250 align:middle line:84% The ash fish has been away for a long time now, 00:00:40.250 --> 00:00:42.230 align:middle line:90% the snow transparent. 00:00:42.230 --> 00:00:44.060 align:middle line:84% The white cane rakes back and forth 00:00:44.060 --> 00:00:48.380 align:middle line:84% in the hush, no sweet sound from the leaves. 00:00:48.380 --> 00:00:50.600 align:middle line:90% Whatever is dead stays dead. 00:00:50.600 --> 00:00:54.410 align:middle line:84% The lighted and cold blue blank pavilions of the sky. 00:00:54.410 --> 00:00:57.850 align:middle line:84% The sand, the crystal's ring in the bushy ear-- 00:00:57.850 --> 00:01:00.290 align:middle line:84% voices logy with sleep, their knapsacks 00:01:00.290 --> 00:01:03.650 align:middle line:84% the color of nothing, full of the great spaces they still 00:01:03.650 --> 00:01:05.719 align:middle line:90% must cross. 00:01:05.719 --> 00:01:08.440 align:middle line:84% The trees take care of their own salvation, 00:01:08.440 --> 00:01:11.050 align:middle line:84% and rocks swell with their business-- 00:01:11.050 --> 00:01:13.750 align:middle line:84% and there, on the clean cloth of the river, 00:01:13.750 --> 00:01:17.080 align:middle line:90% a Host is floating without end. 00:01:17.080 --> 00:01:21.500 align:middle line:84% Heaven, that stray dog, eats on the run and keeps moving. 00:01:21.500 --> 00:01:22.000 align:middle line:90%