1 November 2015

'Stay close to the cold stream'

Dawn lights up the room. I close my book and sleep
dreaming of Bell Mountain and full of tenderness 
How do you grow old living with failure and disgrace?
Stay close to the cascading [stream]: cold, shimmering. 
Chant by Wang An-shih translated by David Hinton


Photo by Rob Pedley

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