Here at the frontier, the leaves fall like rain. Although my neighbors are all barbarians, and you, you are a thousand miles away, there are still two cups at my table.
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn, a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter. If your mind isn't clouded by unnecessary things, this is the best season of your life.
~ Wu-men ~
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Speaking of Hiking an Ancient Trail...
Speaking of hiking an ancient trail, the Japanese poet Matsuo Basho went on a walking trip, and kept a journal. It was eventually published as "The Narrow Road to the Deep North."
It's a very enjoyable read.
If you click on the title of this post, you'll be directed to a website that has the text in English, in it's entirety.
Enjoy.
Labels:
biography,
History,
Links of Note,
Poetry,
Travel
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i read 1-5 tonight. nice layout of the site
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