A miscellany like Grandma’s attic in Taunton, MA or Mission Street's Thrift Town in San Francisco or a Council, ID yard sale in cloudy mid April or a celestial roadmap no one folded—you take your pick.
Sunday, March 13, 2016
spring daybreak
spring daybreak
in spring eyes closed, not awake at break of day,
then aware of bird calls from all directions—
by night the sound of wind & rain drawing near:
blossoms have fallen: were they few or many?
Jack Hayes
© 2016
based on Meng Haoran: 春曉
chūn xiăo
Image links to its source on Wiki Commons:
墨梅圖 Ink Painting of Plum Blossoms: Wang Mian - Scroll, Ink on paper. Yuan Dynasty: 1346
Labels:
China,
JH poems,
Meng Haoran,
poetry,
translations
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