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Xiao Chong Shan · Early Summer
Unbroken rain ploughs flower-shapes from the mud and splashes the star jasmine; the tiled house brims with apricot and plum, and the willow orioles are urgent. The green conch of the hills drowns the words of the soft red world; seeking the savor of being alive, I fling ink along the threads of wind.
Drowsy waking steals the mornings and the evenings; the thick clouds gather and scatter again, and the sick face takes its leave. Range upon range of mountain color, half of it lost in haze; the kun's string plays on, sweeping away both the right and the wrong.
Glosses—
unbroken rain: rain that falls on and on without stopping;
plough-flowers: earth turned up into the shapes of flowers;
star jasmine: an evergreen woody climbing vine;
green conch: a figure for green hills;
soft red: the red dust, the mortal world;
mornings and evenings: dawn and dusk, from day to day;
thick clouds: heavy, densely layered cloud.
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