Things aren’t other than they are.
I am today whoever I was long ago,
and if I can be described, it’s as this
perfect likeness of all these things.
translated by David Hinton
Things aren’t other than they are.
I am today whoever I was long ago,
and if I can be described, it’s as this
perfect likeness of all these things.
translated by David Hinton
First, I wish you all a productive New Year filled with poetry, song, and visual art to stir your hearts and souls.
And second, you might find me hitting the follow button on your blog again since I have lost all posts from wordpress in my email account. I tend to read the posts mostly from my email and don’t always use the Reader because it is so unpredictable. Unfortunately, all I am getting in my yahoo account are “likes” or comments so I will start with those to follow but will eventually go through my list of blogs I follow to do it all over again. So don’t be confused thinking I am new to your blog. It’s just me reestablishing the link to my email account wherever possible.
Again, have a great holiday.
Len
Crags cut sound. No word past
winter’s gone. I come
with spring, and the closer
I come, the more afraid.
Don’t dare to ask
word of you.
translated by J.P. Seaton
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