On bamboo leaves and rooftops the autumn dew is clear
vermilion strings and jade harmonics multiply old feelings
Calling Crow and Departing Cranes are tunes I somehow recognize
containing as they do the sounds of a breaking heart
translated by Red Pine
Red Pine is a master. We are so lucky to have him around.
Yes, he is. Am reading his Finding Them Gone now. Do you know it? And thanks for the review. I posted mine of your book, too. Looking forward to reading more.
No. I have not spent time with Finding Them Gone… And thanks for the review. I am hopeful of getting the next one out there next year. The publisher has given me a green light. In the meantime, there are short stories making the rounds. I will let you know if one lands somewhere.
You’re welcome. And good luck placing the stories.
Another very beautiful poem!
I agree. I never tire of reading those Chinese poets. They are a revelation.
I can’t get enough of it.
We agree on that.
🙂