Anchored at Jiande River

Meng Haoran This anchored boat’s astir in fog and breeze,As sunset rends my fears up once again,But as the sky descends beneath the trees,The river, moon, and quiet become my friends.    Chinese Pronunciation     宿建德江 Sù jiàn dé jiāng     移舟泊煙渚, Yí zhōu …

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A Country Road

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 …

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Western 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 …

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Early 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 …

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