Saturday, March 04, 2006

For my best friend, Tom, round about his birthday

To a Friend

Late autumn strips the distant hills
beyond the city gates.

A huge white cloud interrupts my dreams
and returns me to the world.

And you, old friend?
Flown silent as a crane.

Will you ever return
to your old home again?

Li Po (701-762) translated by Sam Hamill in Crossing the Yellow River

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