Poetry Tuesday: Spring View

Finally back, with no mosquito bites. It’s a miracle.

This one was written in Vietnam almost 1000 years ago by Tran Nhan-tong.

The willows trail such glory
That the birds are struck dumb.
Evening clouds balance above
The cave-shaded hall.
A friend comes, not for conversation
But to lean on the balustrade and watch the turquoise sky.



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