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Literary links linger'd over by a poet....

Tuesday, December 09, 2003
Me I’m happy with the every day way
like the mist and vines in these rock stream ravines

this wilderness is so free and vast
my old friends the clouds drift idly off

there is a road but it doesn’t reach the world

mindless who can be disturbed by thoughts
at night I site alone on a stone bed

while the round moon climbs the face of Cold Mountain

--Han Shen


posted by Celia Tuesday, December 09, 2003
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