Wednesday, November 18, 2015

POEM: "After Han Shan"

After Han Shan

No taxis to Cold Mountain
No trains, no buses, no horses
The way is clear, there is no path
Dark clouds point at nothing
The wind says Don’t stop!
I have eaten enough today
Now it rains because I’m thirsty
See you on Cold Mountain!

© 2015 Rob Schackne

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