Story on story of wonderful hills and streams,
Their blue-green haze locked in clouds!
Mists brush my thin cap with moisture,
Dew wets my coat of plaited straw.
On my feet I wear pilgrim’s sandals,
My hand holds a stick of old rattan.
Though I look down again on the dusty world,
What is that land of dreams to me?
translated by Burton Watson
this is beautiful poetry and I would like to reblog this post as part of my monthly recommendations if it is ok with you 🙂 Let me know!
Hi. Sure, Han Shan would certainly approve. Thanks.
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February Blog Recommendations: Poetry – Another wonderful poet I have recently discovered. Please click on original.