plodding down the slow hillside
chestnut roots have made the path perilous
I've walked along the high trail
over the bridgeless creeks of Middlesex
from the manmade ravine, and the spring
where my mother drove us
to fill up our water jugs
till the car trunk hung heavy
this hill has only one side
and the grass is always green
...
from around the low end
where the hill and lake diverge
sun in his face, I see Du Fu
climbing this track again
says he's looking for warm weather
bamboo forests all year round
I mention Chengdu, and he grins
if I should find Li Bai
might I say "Du Fu asked for you"
and sample his elixir
Feb 15, 2017
Feb 15, 2017 at 10:50 PM UTC
plodding down the slow hillside
chestnut roots have made the path perilous
I've walked along the high trail
over the bridgeless creeks of Middlesex
from the manmade ravine, and the spring
where my mother drove us
to fill up our water jugs
till the car trunk hung heavy
this hill has only one side
and the grass is always green
...
from around the low end
where the hill and lake diverge
sun in his face, I see Du Fu
climbing this track again
says he's looking for warm weather
bamboo forests all year round
I mention Chengdu, and he grins
if I should find Li Bai
might I say "Du Fu asked for you"
and sample his elixir
