Nature
A Message from My Lodge at Wang-ch'uan
Translated by Witter Bynner and Kiang Kang-hu (1929) · From The Jade Mountain (1929)
The mountains are cold and blue now
And the autumn waters have run all day.
By my thatch door, leaning on my staff,
I listen to cicadas in the evening wind.
Sunset lingers at the ferry,
Supper-smoke floats up from the houses.
. . . Oh, when shall I pledge the great Hermit again
And sing a wild poem at Five Willows?
Codex Note
To P'ai Ti
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MLA
Wei, Wang. “A Message from My Lodge at Wang-ch'uan.” Translated by Witter Bynner and Kiang Kang-hu. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wang-wei/16/.
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Wei, Wang. “A Message from My Lodge at Wang-ch'uan.” Translated by Witter Bynner and Kiang Kang-hu. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wang-wei/16/.
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