from Enjoying Coolness by Wang Wei

I rinse my mouth in the water and wash my feet.
In front, I face an old man angling for fish:
How many in all are those who lusted for bait
And now vainly long to be “east of the lotus leaves.”

translated by Hugh M. Stimson

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