A Clear Wet Dawn

Cool fields
the thin rain
stops

spring in every direction

blue pond
swarms with fish

thrushes sing
in the green branches

flowers look tear-streaked

grass in high meadows
bends level

through the bamboo
in the still stream
you can see
the last shreds of cloud
scattering
in the dawn wind

–Li Po (translated by David Young)

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