Would the Buddha be angry if you stole a book?

I work in a large downtown library. Many of our patrons are homeless. It’s heartbreaking on cold nights to watch people shuffle off with their gear at closing time. “Have a good night” seems almost cruel.  I’ve started saying “Stay warm” or “Stay dry,” which is hardly better, but at least acknowledges the reality. From…

Random consolations

These fine collapses are not lies Lines from the poem, Chaplinesque by Hart Crane, linked above pop into my head sometimes. That’s probably because it’s one of the few I’ve memorized. Too, it’s a poem about finding wonder in every day life, which is essential if we’re to hold onto our hats in this rising…