They say that wildgeese, flying southward,
Here turn back, this very month . . .
Shall my own southward journey
Ever be retraced, I wonder?
. . . The river is pausing at ebb-tide,
And the woods are thick with clinging mist—
But tomorrow morning, over the mountain,
Dawn will be white with the plum-trees of home.
translated by Witter Bynner & Kiang Kang-hu
Time is like a flowing river—
One day, we wake up old men.
translated bvy Eugene Eoyang
The evening river is level and motionless–
The spring colours just open to their full.
Suddenly a wave carries the moon away
And the tidal water comes with its freight of stars.
translated by Arthur Waley
Only an impotent official
is truly surprised when things become new
red clouds giving birth to the ocean dawn
plums and willows ferrying spring across the river
clear skies inciting yellow birds
sunshine turning duckweed green
suddenly hearing a familiar tune
I think of home and dry my eyes
translated by Red Pine
Here where Yen Tan said goodbye
a hero raised his hat with his courage
the men of the past are gone
but the water is still cold today
translated by Red Pine
This is Lo Pin-wang’s reference to a failed attempt to kill a tyrant and I post it for all those, here in Turkey and beyond, who oppose tyrants. The struggle never ends.
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L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
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