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Tag Archives: Hut
(Recluse) Thatch Hut, Constant Change (Poems)
Summer streams through open door, wandering crane passes through. Dust drift in ochre disturbs meditation. No immortals here – fly south to Jade Peaks. ~~~ Moonlit frame, wandering fox investigates, idles, scampers away. On waking paw prints line the dirt. … Continue reading
Posted in Poems
Tagged Change, Hut, Meng Hao Jan, Meng Hao Ran, Poetry, Thatch, Ts'ai Hsiang, Views, Wang Wei
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(Recluse) South Mountain (Final)
Boundless and empty to townsfolk, South Mountain peaks. But here immortals dance among indomitable pines. Above the sun blue herons fly into paper folded clouds – azure heaven change – clouds the body, clouds the wings. Sonorous bird songs radiant … Continue reading
(Recluse) Recluse Paths in Moonlight (Poems)
Raft settled in Carp Tail Cove, oar song fallen silent. Ancient trees bracket recluse paths, thatch hut light shines through pine green veils. Cook smoke drifts, your bramble gate must be open. Our last meeting lost to dust, and so … Continue reading
Posted in Poems
Tagged Hut, Immortals, Meng Hao Jan, Meng Hao Ran, Mountains, Poetry, Raft, Water
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Recluse (South Mountain) (Overflow)
Morning wanders by my hut water stirs. I glance outside. Blue herons fly to South Mountain, jade tiger rises from a stream. ~~~ Uninvited morning wanders through my empty door. I glance outside, water stirs. Jade tiger rises from a … Continue reading
Monk practicing (Fragment and Poem)
Fragment In a forest clearing stands a hut. The hut is small, consisting of a single room. Built from wood gathered from the forest it is the home of a solitary monk. For a few hours during the day he … Continue reading
Lantern (3 Fragments)
In the gloaming a faint, distant light works its way towards the forest. Illuminating fragments of the night, it disappears and then reappears, weaving its way through the leaves and the trunks. Sometime it later it returns, its flickering not … Continue reading
Lantern (2 poems)
At the foot of the mountain, a lantern illuminates a small patch of the night. Moths gather around the light, mistaking it for a crescent moon. ~~~ Deep within the bamboo forest the mountain recluse lights the … Continue reading
Mountain Recluse (Hermitage) (A series of fragments)
The cliff rises out of the dense mist, the summit shadowed by thick clouds, drifting in azure sky. Birds navigate in the heavens, gibbons cry out from boundless forests. Dwelling deep within these rivers and mountains, I journey back to … Continue reading
Posted in Fragments
Tagged Ancient Recluse, Azure, Bamboo, Buddhism, Buddhist, Ch'an, Chia Tao, Clouds, Dark - Engima, Deer, Fog, Forests, Gibbons, Heavens, Herbs, Hermit, Hermitage, Hsieh Ling-Yun, Hut, Idle Stillness, Magpies, Meng Hao Jan, Meng Hao Ran, Mist, Moon, Mountains, Pregnant Emptiness, Raft, Recluse, Rivers, Shih - Shu, Sky, Staff, Stars, Thatch, Trout, Water, Wilderness, Wind, Zen
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Golden Giraffes Riding Scarlet Flamingos Through The Desert of Forever 