Lotus_ki's corner of Buzzen.

Still I Long...

Still I Long I've Put in Gardens South of the Fields,  Opened Up a Stream and Planted Trees  Woodcutter and recluse – they inhabit  these mountains for different reasons,  and there are other forms of difference.  You can heal here among these gardens,  sheltered from rank vapors of turmoil,  wilderness clarity calling distant winds.  I ch'i-sited my house on a northern hill,  doors ope…

Listening to the Harp

LIU TZU-HUI CIRCA A.D. 1100 Night and the midway moon. Some hidden lute Sounds from a silken alcove. As the wind Swells and recedes the lutany now swells, Now falters. Now commingled with the clouds It throbs betwixt the earth and moon. Almost Like gentle mockery the echoes fall As laughter breaks on tears. The hand that sways The crowded chords I see not, but the heart Made visi…