Meng Haoran


Evening. Anchoring At Hsuan-Yang To See Mount Lu - Poem by Meng Haoran

Lofting sail a thousand miles
I could not find a famous mountain.
I moor my boat outside Hsuan-yang
to gaze at last at Hsiang-lu peak.
Once I read the master monk.
He walked outside this world of dust.
Now his Tung-lin hut lies near;
through evening sun I hear a bell.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 13, 2012



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