Venerable Samu Sunim, January 2017
Mexico, Land of Bugambilia
Bugambilia is called "Four-o'clock,"
For they flower in the afternoon
Throughout the year.
Its flowers are homeless
They grow out of small trees, shrubs, or herbs.
Often they climb fence or vine or other trees,
to contest their tropical beauty in bright red, pink, yellow, or white.
Having myself indulged on the ways
of tropical flowers-suddenly an old rooster belched
out his cockcrow to remind me that it's Four-o'clock
In the South.
I looked around bewildered.
A young vendor sitting under a palm tree
Called me hard with waves of the hand.
In no time he pulled out a machete and started
cutting coconut. Coconut juice was 20 pesos, add
two spoonful of mescal 50 pesos.
Another three big spoonfuls of tequila will make me
Cocoloco. He said, "Cocoloco will change all bad times
into good times. They are all from cactus, very good."
For a moment I felt like a modern Rip van Winkle for my loss of memory.
Then the Mad Monk Jung Kwang walked right into my heart.
Jung Kwang wanted to become the Dirty Mop to clean
the missteps of people. Mad Monk wanted to live free from obstacles.
Jung Kwang wanted to be born as a woman in the next life.
Where are you? I like to take you to pulque pubs and cantinas.
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