Monday, December 7, 2015

"Vast and majestic, mountains embrace your shadow;
broad and deep, rivers harbour your voice."

                T'ao Ch'ien

"I look south to Deer-Gate Mountain. haze
lavish, as if some fragrance remained.

but his old mountain home is lost there:
mist thick and forests all silvered azure."

from Hsiang Travels: Thinking of Meng Hao-jan
by Po Chu-i

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