Jia Dao


Poem - Poem by Jia Dao

In the middle of the night,
I suddenly rise;
draw water from
the high falls.
The forest holds
(as in a mouth) white dew;

the clear sky:
stars.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 14, 2012



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