View of Spring
Another Spring White birds over the grey river. Scarlet flowers on the green hills. I watch the Spring go by …
Tag Archives: Tu Fu
Written on the Wall at Chang’s Hermitage
It is Spring in the mountains. I come alone seeking you. The sound of chopping wood echoes Between the silent …
Two Poems by Tu Fu
CLEAR AFTER RAIN Autumn, cloud blades on the horizon. The west wind blows from ten thousand miles. Dawn, in the …
Remembering the Sacred Self 