At Lumen-Empty Monastery, Visiting the Hermitage of Master Jung, My Departed Friend
The blue-lotus roof standing beside a pond, White-Horse Creek tumbling through forests, and my old friend some strange thing now. A lingering visitor, alone and grief-stricken after graveside rites among pines, I return, Looking for your sitting-mat spread on rock. Bamboo that seems always my own thoughts: It keeps fluttering here at your thatch hut.
From The Mountain Poetry on Meng Hao-jan by Meng Hao-jan, translated by David Hinton. Copyright © Archipelago Books, 2004. All rights reserved.
Date Published: 2004-01-01
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/lumen-empty-monastery-visiting-hermitage-master-jung-my-departed-friend