You ask
why I perch
on a jade green mountain
I laugh
but say nothing
my heart
free
like a peach blossom
in the flowing stream
going by
in the depths
in another world
not among me.
- Li Po, from One Hundred Poems from the Chinese
translated by Kenneth Rexroth
why I perch
on a jade green mountain
I laugh
but say nothing
my heart
free
like a peach blossom
in the flowing stream
going by
in the depths
in another world
not among me.
- Li Po, from One Hundred Poems from the Chinese
translated by Kenneth Rexroth
After travel, I sift through my senses to discover what's learned.
Portugal presented itself in street art.
A tender from the ship provided discoveries in Belle Ile.
The shapes and shine attracted in Bilbao.
Monfleur reflected in a dance.
Giverny spoke in flowers.
Discoveries abound with creative views.
Pilgrimage to Santiago Campastino
A Paris day saved by Starbucks.
Awareness and emotions at Normandy's beaches.
Returning from the depths of international perspectives makes one appreciate a sense of home base.
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