While surfing the Web, I happened across three poems of mine that had been published at the end of the ten-year run of the Buddhist Poetry Review. They're still archived, and include the poems "Ancient Wheel", "Mantra", and "Pruning Trees in America".
https://www.buddhistpoetryreview.org/archive/vol-three-issue-five/dane-cervine
It make me laugh–in a Buddhist sort of way. I'd somehow missed their publication, though I remember sending them some time ago. A kind of Zen joke, it seems.