tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851578517872251953.post6709405791071529831..comments2023-10-10T05:07:13.577-07:00Comments on En Tequila Es Verdad: Poem o' the DayDana Hunterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00890312745525306991noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6851578517872251953.post-53226881922711065662009-05-01T05:06:00.000-07:002009-05-01T05:06:00.000-07:00A NIGHT MOORING NEAR MAPLE BRIDGE
While I watch t...A NIGHT MOORING NEAR MAPLE BRIDGE<br /><br />While I watch the moon go down, a crow caws through the frost;<br /><br />Under the shadows of the maple-trees a fisherman moves with his torch;<br /><br />And I hear, from beyond Su-chou, from the temple on Cold Mountain,<br /><br />Ringing for me, here in my boat, the midnight bell.<br /><br />-Chang Chi (Witter Bynner trans.)Chrisnoreply@blogger.com