A new book about a journey taken by a poet who is fascinated with 1,200-year-old poems and their author:
Seeking the Cave: A Pilgrimage To Cold Mountain by James P. Lenfestey
A poem by Han Shan (Cold Mountain):
Here we languish, a bunch of poor scholars,
Ravaged by extremes of hunger and cold.
Out of work, our only joy is poetry:
Scribble, scribble, we wear out our brains.
Who will read the works of such men?
On that point you can save your sighs.
We could inscribe our poems on biscuits
And the homeless dogs wouldn't deign to nibble.
2 comments:
No PF post from you this week? This one will do!(Hope everything's okay, though.) What a fascinating documentary. "No one claimed him when he was alive"-- isn't that always the way.
Sorry that I didn't do PF this week! Everything's fine. I just had too many kites in the air and that one got stuck in a tree...
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