Poems from Zensho

Because you must know, I love my work I love my work until I start to read it I start to read and I only frown I only frown for I...
I read the words that others wrote And feel like pepper repelled by soap How dare I float in their water My words by theirs can only...
I am not a genius I have wished to be Wanted to be But am left knowing I am not I have focused on what I’m not Read of those called genius...
How softly the music plays A minstrel’s tune sways I can only just feel it Brushing along my finger tips Tingling down my spine The world...
Whence comes the frightful night That e’er travels in such rude delight And wherefore does it cause strife Cutting hearts like brutal...

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