Author Archives: Dale Hobson

Three-legged Dog, Two-lane Blacktop

As I was finalizing selections to include in my forthcoming collection “The Other Village,” my old friend and sometime collaborator, the wood engraver Greg Lago came to mind. He often has since his passing last year. We worked together with … Continue reading

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Dualism

Having a Buddhist practice can be a challenge for people who have been raised in the dualistic philosophies of Western culture. If I had one wish… Dualism The Buddha in the bucketof my brain knowsthe Four Noble Truthsand the Eightfold … Continue reading

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The Tenzo Teaches Baka to Sit

A change from the usual–a little short fiction that arose as a prolonged daydream I had while I should have been counting my breaths as a novice meditator during my first three-day sesshin at the zen center. The Tenzo Teaches … Continue reading

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First Light in Broad Street

Aside from writing my own books, I love to conceive, design and print other books. I’ve done this for love and for money over the years, but this is where and how I first got the bug. First Light in … Continue reading

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Freezing Rain Satori

You know how it is when you are going along a road you drive every day and you top a rise just as late golden light floods the long valley ahead. Sometimes a glamor is cast over the ordinary world, … Continue reading

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Epiphany Snow

I profess to not be a fan of winter, dreading its coming all fall. But I forget its allure, its beguiling purity and clarity until one morning it suddenly transforms everything. Epiphany Snow The first real snow falls on Epiphany, … Continue reading

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An English Major Laments the Space-time Continuum

After 911, I remember a child psychologist stressing how important it was, when children were watching the Twin Towers fall over and over again in the media, to explain to them that it only happened once and was not still … Continue reading

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Digging into Metaphysics

To be taken seriously as a poet, sometimes you have to swim into deeper waters, reckon with the whichness of what and unscrew the inscrutable. Digging into Metaphysics What makes humans human–imageof God? Featherless biped? What?  Some say “the animal … Continue reading

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No Cure for Leonard Cohen

All kinds of music gets stuck in the top of my mind: pop tunes, carols, hymns, blues. I walk to their refrain for half a day, then pass on to something else. But some music wraps around the brain stem, … Continue reading

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Beautiful as Ever

In another poem I call ed memory “that other light by which we see the world.” This is never more the case than when we look upon those we love. Beautiful as Ever Along the river, I remember your long … Continue reading

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