On A Boat Crossing Hsieh Lake by Yang Wan-li

zdunno03's avatarLeonard Durso

I pour out a cup or two of emerald wine inside the cabin.
The door swings closed, then back open onto exquisite

ranged mountains: ten thousand wrinkles unseen by anyone,
and every ridge hand-picked by the sun’s slant light.

translated by David Hinton

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