To the Tune of”Southern Countryside” I by Su Dong-po

Frost is on the ground and the river has shrunk
Distant shoals appear amid shimmering green shallows
As the wine wears off I begin to feel the wind
I shiver
My torn hair clings to my head with too many thoughts

How can I give thanks to autumn
Let me say goodbye with this sparkling cup
Everything becomes a dream in the end
Let this be enough
Tomorrow even butterflies will mourn the chrysanthemums

translated by Yun Wang

6 thoughts on “To the Tune of”Southern Countryside” I by Su Dong-po

  1. This is a perfect choice to give us this week Leonard. As I look out this morning, drinking my tea (my sparkling cup) there is frost on the ground and autumn in southern England is slipping out of sight. I can see two squirrels in a bare tree being chased along the branches by magpies, and blackbirds stripping the remaining orange berries from a spiky bush. ‘My torn hair clings to my head with too many thoughts’!

    • Yes, I thought so, too, when I picked it. He has some good New Year’s poems as well which I hope to use. And that line: “My torn hair clings to my head with too many thought.” is also a favorite of mine.

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