Thursday, April 5, 2018

COLD MOUNTAIN

Translate (write)  a poem from a language not your own.

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A poem by Hanshan translated from Chinese by Lonewolf






Up high
               where I dwell
the snow drifts
                takes away your breath
 freezes on contact
                 with the air swishing
through elevated skies
                  where snowy peaks
of clouds drift away
                                 in swirls         



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