CHINESE POETRY

Meng Hao-ran


Spending the Night on the River

Mist mooring,
The daylight begins to wane,
The wanderer ache remains;

In the wilds
Sky descends to touch the tree
Water bears the moon to me.

Brightening
waters as sky slips away,
he wanders another day.


Retranslated by Professor Gloom




Gloom 99

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