Middle years devoted to the nation, I lived a fleeting dream,
and home again in old age, I wander borderland wilderness.
Looking south to green mountains, it’s clear I’m not so alone
here; on spring lakes, they crowd my little-boat life all adrift.
translated by David Hinton
Being Present for the Moment
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L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
In Kate's World
Leonard Durso 
love this – it’s so poignant… Need to read through the book again…
I’m glad you like it. There are so many gems in his books of translations. I find a great sense of peace reading these ancients which seems to elude me in the 21st Century.
Beautiful poem dear Leonard, thanks for sharing and best wishes for 2015
Aquileana 😀
Thank you, dear Aquileana, my mythological muse. And may this year make your favorite myth come true.