Full Poem from Zenho

Warm November

Sunray (?Sunra?) taking

A microsomething longer

As if on Holiday

To warm the fur

Yearling Doberman

Slurping whipped cream

From cuphand

Proffered by 8 year Old

Boy deeply loving this 

Pup sitting aquiver

Hearing this sunray

Tasting the warmth

And cool whipping

Bathing in this loving

Each for the other.

500,000

Are homeless tonight.

252 needle spike deaths

Each day

Dulling the screaming ache

Where there used 

To be

Sunray…and

Whipped cream…and

Puppy fur…and 

8 yo boy/girl love.

Regardless of 

Giving Life

Or Taking away

Life

Manjusri’s sword

Cleaves this heart

Again…

And again