Several nights in this gorgeous pavilion
and I began to have expectations
until my darling surprised me
he had to be off on a journey
so I sleep alone and don’t discuss
the whereabouts of clouds
around the lamp, now almost spent,
one lost moth is circling.
translated by David Young & Jiann I. Lin
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Goodbyes are tough.
Been doing a lot of that this week.
Very emotional.
They certainly can be.
Beautiful. It brings back memories and shedding tears.
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Yes.