(via whiskey river)
A dog barks
amid the sound of water;
Peach blossoms tinged by dew
take on a deeper tone.
In the dense woods
at times I see deer;
By the brook I hear no bells at noon.
Wild bamboos
divide the blue haze;
Tumbling waterfalls
hang from the green cliff.
No one can tell me where you are,
Saddened,
I lean against the pines.
- - Li Po
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Poem of the day
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