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Friday Poem (0411)

April 11, 2008


Catching the Ox

Last desperate effort, got him!
Hard to control, powerful and wild,
The ox sprints up a hill and at the top.
Disappears into the misty clouds.

K’uo-an (trans. Stanley Lombardo)

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  1. T
    April 12, 2008 at 12:32 am

    Where’s the rest of the poem? This is in the middle somewhere.

  2. John Lynch
    April 12, 2008 at 12:49 am

    Yup, this is the fourth of the Ox herding poems. Previous of the series are here. The rest are in the future.

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