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The Buddha.
The Buddha.
Please don’t say it again.
I hear him around me.
I see him in a taxi.
I eat him with rice.
He is the rising steam that warms my face.




Biography: William Reyland is a religious philosophy researcher and the author of Sons of Isan. His published work includes cultural observations, human interest articles and Buddhist research related to the environment. He lives in Bangkok, Thailand.

"Please" was previously published in The Buddhist Poetry Review Number 3, 2011.
aldo kraas May 2021
But now I came back again
To feed the poor that lives on the street
Because they are starving
Also they are so ***** and smelly
But I don't care what other people say
Because the poor people needs to be feed
I can't let the poor starve
Because that isan't fair
Don't call me a saint
I am just doing what I think it is right
Because nobody else feeds the poor
Which is so ashamed
We live in a rich country
But there still poor people living on the street
And also starving
aldo kraas Aug 2021
Dear darling don't cry
Because i hate to see you cry
I know that the sky is grey
And the grey sky makes you very sad also
I can see that the weather is also making you very tired
Because you are starting to fall sleep
Please take my advise
And go to bed now
I hope you have a good sleep darling
Yes the night is very long
The night was made for us to sleep
And I find that the day is always so short
Dear darling please remember that I love you
Very much
Dear darling today it is a new day
And this day already have started
Can you hear the birds singing?
Isan't that beautiful?
The birds are singing their symphony
Dear darling I would love to spend one night with you
Just me and you
Away from the crowds

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