Frost white across the river, waters reaching toward the sky.
All I’d hoped for’s lost in autumn’s darkening.
I cannot sleep, a man adrift, a thousand miles
alone, among the reed flowers: but the moonlight fills the boat.
translated J.P. Seaton
Frost white across the river, waters reaching toward the sky.
All I’d hoped for’s lost in autumn’s darkening.
I cannot sleep, a man adrift, a thousand miles
alone, among the reed flowers: but the moonlight fills the boat.
translated J.P. Seaton
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Thanks for reblogging this poem, Douglas.
So beautiful Leonard! You’re welcome!
So good!
Glad you think so.
Great poetry!
Glad you like it.
So much good.nobody is alone in dis world..God live with everybody always.
Right.
Yeah n it is wonderful thing,dear!!