By jlynch on April 11, 2008. Catching the Ox Last desperate effort, got him! Hard to control, powerful and wild, The ox sprints up a hill and at the top. Disappears into the misty clouds. K’uo-an (trans. Stanley Lombardo) [image source] Tags Poetry More like this Where's the rest of the poem? This is in the middle somewhere. Yup, this is the fourth of the Ox herding poems. Previous of the series are here. The rest are in the future.
Yup, this is the fourth of the Ox herding poems. Previous of the series are here. The rest are in the future.
Where's the rest of the poem? This is in the middle somewhere.
Yup, this is the fourth of the Ox herding poems. Previous of the series are here. The rest are in the future.