Thinking of Retired Scholar Wu on the River by Chia Tao

Since you set sail for the state of Min,
the moon has passed from full to full again.

Autumn wind arises on Wei River;
falling leaves fill Ch’ang-an.

I recall that evening together—
suddenly thunder, then cold rain.

Odd your orchidwood oar hasn’t yet returned;
news of you ends at ocean clouds.

translated by Mike O’Connor

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