These mountains emerald clouds at the far end of distance.
In tonight’s clarity, one sound: a whisper of white snow.
I’m sending thoughts of you a thousand miles of moonlight:
scraps of light along canyon streams, haze of steady rain.
translated by David Hinton
So, so beautiful!
Yes, isn’t it? I’m glad you agree.
One after the other, these poems just knock me out. Grateful for your work to have them appear in our inboxes each day.
I’m glad you enjoy them as much as me.