a passing glimpse
heaven gives its glimpses only to those not in a position to look too close
Saturday, October 10, 2009
thoughts on a still night - 1980's
the only chinese poem in my vocab, calligraphy courtesy of my father.
the moon is bright facing my bed
there is frost upon the ground
i raise my head to look at the moon
i bow my head and think of home
-li bai
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