The rooster in my courtyard
Claims the sun for his own.
Far away the snowcapped peaks
Blush to be discovered
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Rejection
You said you were sorry
Your words as soft
As the last snow falling
On the first cherry blossoms.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Your words as soft
As the last snow falling
On the first cherry blossoms.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Friday, April 29, 2011
The Unseen Mountain
Who questions the mountain's presence
Hidden away behind the clouds?
Let others speak of faith and doubt
I am silent with sincerity.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Hidden away behind the clouds?
Let others speak of faith and doubt
I am silent with sincerity.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
The Cuckoo
All day a cuckoo across the valley
Repeats its foolish hope.
Until we leave off talk and listen
As though in answer.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Repeats its foolish hope.
Until we leave off talk and listen
As though in answer.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Singing on the lake strand
The waves make a music so subtle
Only the stones can hear
I feared my songs didn't move you
Until I saw you wink.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Only the stones can hear
I feared my songs didn't move you
Until I saw you wink.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Shadows
I sit in the white cloud's shadow
It passes and I know
The wind is blowing.
I sit in the mountain's shadow
It passes and I know
The sun has shifted.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
It passes and I know
The wind is blowing.
I sit in the mountain's shadow
It passes and I know
The sun has shifted.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
The Spiral Way
Searching for the peak
I advance in circles
Like a knife peeling
The skin of a fruit.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
I advance in circles
Like a knife peeling
The skin of a fruit.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Sunday, April 17, 2011
The Crow
There are those who keep orioles in well-wrought cages
I have only this crow I feed when I can
She comes and goes through my open window
Bringing twigs and dead morsels, sometimes a leaf.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
I have only this crow I feed when I can
She comes and goes through my open window
Bringing twigs and dead morsels, sometimes a leaf.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Rowing Across
A man with two oars chooses no sides,
Keeps his balance, travels fast.
A man with only one pays attention
To the currents, struggles to find his way.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Keeps his balance, travels fast.
A man with only one pays attention
To the currents, struggles to find his way.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Winter Song
Fledgling snow in the nightingale's nest
And the sky aches with ten thousand stars.
Sometimes, when the night is still
I hear, far away, the gibbons calling.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
And the sky aches with ten thousand stars.
Sometimes, when the night is still
I hear, far away, the gibbons calling.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
The Last Watch
I too have lain awake at night
And heard the watchman calling the hours.
I too have woken to an unlocked door
Grateful for all the thief left behind.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
And heard the watchman calling the hours.
I too have woken to an unlocked door
Grateful for all the thief left behind.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Saturday, April 09, 2011
Old Man's Winter Night
I am too old to throw stones at the moon
But sometimes, when the night is dark
I will step out, and raise my lantern
High above my face as if to seek the stars.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
But sometimes, when the night is dark
I will step out, and raise my lantern
High above my face as if to seek the stars.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Thursday, April 07, 2011
Well
Emptying a jar of clear water
I disturb the tranquil well.
How can I tell the peace I feel
And not break into words?
- Hu Ming-Xiang
I disturb the tranquil well.
How can I tell the peace I feel
And not break into words?
- Hu Ming-Xiang
The Lazy Shepherd
Others may chase their flocks all day
Pen them at night for fear of thieves.
I tie the river to me with a thread
Watch the moon chasing the clouds.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Pen them at night for fear of thieves.
I tie the river to me with a thread
Watch the moon chasing the clouds.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Wednesday, April 06, 2011
Spring Landscape
White clouds and mountains look down
On the day so young beneath them.
Between perfect stillness and pure motion
The wanderer passes restlessly.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
On the day so young beneath them.
Between perfect stillness and pure motion
The wanderer passes restlessly.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Thaw
No floods this year. Just the snow giving way
Little by little, and darkness every day delayed.
I got drunk so slowly I didn't notice
When my words to you stopped making sense.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Little by little, and darkness every day delayed.
I got drunk so slowly I didn't notice
When my words to you stopped making sense.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Monday, April 04, 2011
Flute Music
Thrown into the river, these crumpled pages
Unfurl and blossom at the water's touch.
Someone plays a flute in the village
The music stirs memories of you.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Unfurl and blossom at the water's touch.
Someone plays a flute in the village
The music stirs memories of you.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
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