When you came from the river your hair was still wet
And I watched it dry in the summer breeze
Watched as each strand came slowly undone
Unable to keep the shape to which it clung.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
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2 comments:
Buddy, why don't you tell your friend Hu Ming-Xiang that a book is due? It has been quite a long wait after 'Etudes'
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I *love * this one (just a little more than the others) :)
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