Color infusing autumn chrysanthemums
exquisite, I pick dew-bathed petals,
float them on that forget-your-cares
stuff. Even my passion for living apart
grows distant. I’m alone here, and still
the wine jar soon fills cups without me.
Everything at rest, dusk: a bird calls,
returning to its forest home. Chanting,
I settle into my breath. Somehow, on this
east veranda, I’ve found my life again.
translated by David Hinton
Moj život, moje zadovoljstvo
Crafting, Cooking & Journalling through Life
la condivisione del dolore è un dono di amore da parte di chi lo fa e di chi lo riceve
A picture tells a thousand stories!
Epistles, Thoughts, and Concerns
Here, Now and Somewhere else
Moda-Creative thinking
Lucania la mia ragione di vita
Deal with the faults of others as gently as your own.
....But if you stay in my lane long enough, you'll experience my emotions...
Daily wind
Welcome to my world
Gesundheit - Rezepte - Reisen
Blog de literatura e artes
Urban art and culture
We're all on a road to somewhere.
My poetry is my religion.
poetry by Robert Ford
Great poem from a great poet, and a great translator!
“Somehow, on this east veranda, I’ve found my life again” T’ao Yuan Ming is truly powerful in his simplicity.
Yes, he was. And a great influence on those who followed him.
Exquisitely written, serenity and calmness, in a moment of self understanding and appreciation.
Beautifully written by the Author.
Aussie Emu
He was a very influential poet to those who followed in the T’ang and then later in the Sung Dynasties. Glad you liked it.