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| Southern Song Dynasty, 1227-1279 |
T'ao Ch'ien (365-427)
David Hinton translation
I live in town without all that racket
horses and carts stir up, and you wonder
how that could be. Wherever the mind
dwells apart is itself a distant place.
Picking chrysanthemums at my east fence,
far off I see South Mountain: mountain
air lovely at dusk, birds in flight
returning home. All this means something,
something absolute. Whenever I start
explaining it, I've forgotten the words.
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