I walk the streets to stray around As horns hang still, surrounding cars No people pass, no flowers found The clouds stay dark, the sun stays far No light, no sound—a man was hung These buildings block the burning sun We take in air with …
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The moon has shadowed me, like stillborn air Along a country road, adrift in threads, Behind a worn out wheel, the pedals bare, As time leaves nothing here but cast off dead. I share these words with clouds in wind-washed treads, Where rock-strewn shores in …
Read MoreWestern Clouds
The sun goes up and soars on to the end For me to chase somewhere beyond, alone; Today I’m here to rest and meet a friend, By dawn I’m off to seek a shore unknown. It’s been near fifteen years without a rest And now …
Read MoreEarly Spring
Hugging the path in early springWe walk here hand in hand;Though grass has yet to spring to life,To me it’s fresh-laid land. Nothing to do, pursuing the blooms,The willows have taught my mind:Again and again I come and goTo savor a cup of wine. Original poem in …
Read MoreGazing at Heaven’s Gate
The River Chu has split the hills in twoTo send the jade-brushed water east and back,Around the two opposing hills anewAs a lonely boat sits still in a sunlit crack. Original Chinese poem by Li Bai
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