{"id":1930,"date":"2025-04-08T14:49:53","date_gmt":"2025-04-08T14:49:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bobboydpoems.com\/a-hard-truth-by-zen-master-ikkyu-1394-1481\/"},"modified":"2025-04-08T14:49:53","modified_gmt":"2025-04-08T14:49:53","slug":"a-hard-truth-by-zen-master-ikkyu-1394-1481","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/a-hard-truth-by-zen-master-ikkyu-1394-1481\/","title":{"rendered":"A Hard Truth by Zen Master Ikkyu (1394 -1481)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Beneath the skin of<br>\nThe one we fondle today,<br>\nThere is a skeleton,<br>\nPropping up the flesh.<\/p>\n<p>Ikkyu<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I find that poem disturbing<br>\nand far too realistic,<\/p>\n<p>though it truly captures the<br>\ntrue nature of impermanence.<\/p>\n<p>It disturbs me thinking that a<br>\nwoman I was making love to<br>\nwould one day be dead and<br>\nskeletal.<\/p>\n<p>Bob Boyd<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Beneath the skin of The one we fondle today, There is a skeleton, Propping up the flesh. Ikkyu I find that poem disturbing and far too realistic, though it truly captures the true nature of impermanence. It disturbs me thinking that a woman I was making love to would one day be dead and skeletal.&hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/a-hard-truth-by-zen-master-ikkyu-1394-1481\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1930"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1930"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1930\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1930"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1930"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1930"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}