My master has gone to fetch his new bride
I shall strew his bed with fresh-plucked flowers.
Let others warm themselves at the fire
I shall find beauty in the raked ash.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
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1 comment:
Beautiful...
Raked ash, surety. Fires can be deceptive.
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