Hollow lake catches star fall from
heavens peaks, innumerable still shine
in pregnant emptiness. Gazing and gazing,
how many magpies span such fathomless depths?
Left by the Shore, for Who May Find It
Dragons race along the horizontal fathom,
dusk ascends heavenward. Ten thousand
magpies cluster in August mulberries.
A busy nights work anticipated, perhaps?
Star River, In Copy
Star River looks down on its own
reflection. Magpies gather by the
shore, amidst hopping chatter.
The lovers will meet twice tonight.
Golden cassia’s topple under the seventh
moon, green moss flares in tumbling light.
Magpies have remained silent tonight. Herd boy
and weaver will have to wait, just a little longer.
Western Wind, By the Duckweed Pond
Western billows raise the dusk curtain, ten
thousand stars peek from behind the elemental
veil. Magpie formations seek heavens peaks, the
sparrows content to dance over duckweed carpets.
Picture one from here: http://www.dejiantang.com/Dejiantang/Articles/Magpies+Dancing+with+Swaying+Willows+.aspx
Picture two from here: http://artist.artmuseum.com.cn/hisArtworkDetail.htm?id=1068
Picture three from here: http://www.chinaonlinemuseum.com/painting-xu-beihong-magpie.php
And some background reading: http://www.taichichuancenter.com/Newsletter/200108WeavingGirl.html