September 2010
21 posts
NINE SHORT SONGS: WANDERING BREEZES
I’m lazy, have no job,
won’t leave the village,
Call my sons in the day:
“Please shut the lattice!”
On blue moss, with rough wine,
woods will be peaceful
(Spring winds on jasper brooks)
outdoors this evening.
- Du Fu
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It’s still summer and...
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– Hannah Arendt
