Wednesday, December 09, 2009

Cold Mountain at Mount Eerie: Where I Am Now

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I spur my horse through the wrecked town,
The wrecked town sinks my spirit.
High, low, old parapet walls
Big, small, the aging tombs.
I waggle my shadow, all alone;
Not even the crack of a shrinking coffin is heard.
I pity all those ordinary bones,
In the books of the Immortals they are nameless.

- Cold Mountain, Han Shan - translated by Gary Snyder

Mt. Eerie: Our House Lights Up The Whole Neighborhood

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