Sunday
04Sep2005
Heaven my blanket, Earth my pillow
Sunday, September 4, 2005 at 12:59PM
Here is a poem from a collection I am reading - Heaven my blanket, Earth my Pillow by a Song dynasty poet Yang Wan-Li
When are my travels ever going to end?
My old body has come to this inn again.
The roadside pines and junipers are ten years older,
once short but now tall and stately.
The place where I stopped last night is far away;
and tomorrow, tonight will be last night.
In just an instant the present has become the past--
I'd have to be a saint not to drink wine!
Writing postcards in lieu of poetry. A hillside inn in Bali, Indonesia.
When are my travels ever going to end?
My old body has come to this inn again.
The roadside pines and junipers are ten years older,
once short but now tall and stately.
The place where I stopped last night is far away;
and tomorrow, tonight will be last night.
In just an instant the present has become the past--
I'd have to be a saint not to drink wine!
Writing postcards in lieu of poetry. A hillside inn in Bali, Indonesia.
Reader Comments (9)
Nice poem! So you are in Bali?
not at the moment, this pic is from a while back.
Beautiful poem and nice picture! ...And very nice Preetam in the picture...Have a blessed day!
preetam was smilin in dark?
looks so nice...haha i like!!
i love the very nice feelin in the poem,just like LI Bai the Tang post`s poem a lit
thank u to share ....
enjoy every day
brilliant. gotta love translated chinese poetry.
Thanks, Dan, Elf and Brandon, yes, I liked this poem, the poet's feeling is not lost in translation.
At long last, I set up internet connection at home. Thank you very much for your help so far.
See you.
is it facing Gunung Batur? this was the cliffside restaurant that had many flies buzzing... but the view from the balcony side is beautiful, isn't it?
Interesting story you got here. It would be great to read a bit more concerning that matter. Thanks for posting this data.