My old tai chi master
watched his students
study their college texts,
then laughed explosively
into the silence
of the courtyard,
our open air dojo.
We all looked up
like gazelle’s scenting
the air. He laughed
again, then said,
“There should be a book
on how to watch clouds.”
We looked at him quizzically.
“All it would say
on every page—
Look Up!”
(August 28, 2018)
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