Monday, August 29, 2011

Seeing a Friend Off at Jingman Ferry

When you sail far past Jingman
you enter the land of Chu
where mountains end and flat plains begin
and the river pours into a huge wilderness.
Above, the moon sails, sky mirror,
and clouds weave and swell into a sea mirage of terraces.
Below your wandering boat, water from the home you love
still sees you off after ten thousand miles.

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by Li Bai