the hermit poet lauds “cheers” to himself

taken 2019-10-07

《a poem inviting an old friend to come over for a drink, written while climbing the Orchid Mountain in autumn》

Amidst white clouds of the Northern Mountain, the hermit lauds “cheers” to himself,

Gazing afar, overtures a higher climb, his heart yearns with the parting geese.

Enfolding dusk arouses a faint sorrow, yet the crystal clear autumn mount stirs up high spirit. 

Buoyed up by returning villagers in twos or three, strolling at the beach, some resting at the ferry,

Painted on a clear horizon backdrop of trees as intricate as shepherd’s purse,  gleaming sandbar laced with celestial white moonlight, 

(the hermit asks,) 

When will you, (my friend), bring over your wine and get drunk together on this Double Ninth* festive mountain?

Poem by Tang Poet Meng Hao Ran 《a poem for ZhangWu, written while climbing the Orchid Mountain in autumn》

The above English version is my attempt to “translate” (not entirely) a Tang Dynasty poem from a poet to his old friend, inviting him to come over for a drink up the autumn mountain. I have tried to capture the spirit of what he had intended and it is not a literal translation.

*the festival falls on 2021-10-14 this year.

北山白云里,隐者自怡悦 ~唐朝诗人孟浩然《秋登兰山寄张五》

北山白云里,隐者自怡悦。

相望试登高,心随雁飞灭。

愁因薄暮起,兴是清秋发。

时见归村人,沙行渡头歇。

天边树若荠,江畔洲如月。

何当载酒来,共醉重阳节。

2021-10-10

Remembering October

Remembering October snow

I still recall the shock. Sunshine and clear blue sky in the morning when I went out. Snow and blurry car windows when I returned at noon. October. October snow. I noted in the weather forecast but I just did not believe it could happen. It had been decades since I went to live in a snowland. I was warned about the sudden changes in weather and I did prepare though feeling skeptical.

But the first snow came on that fine morning, saying hello, my acquaintances said, and that’s the way the weather up that 8000 feet altitude worked. To the locals, it was business as usual, nothing out of the blue.

After the initial shock I took some nice pictures. My first snow in October for decades. Lovely moment.

2021-10-10

Weekend Sky #1 -with an October Sky poem

October, Woodland Park, Co

I decided to start with my own photograph, “partnered” with a stranger’s poem I found at random in the WordPress blogs. Here is the first poem that aptly titled October Sky (Poem). By clicking on the quote below, you will find a poem that speaks from the soul of a poet. What can be more heart-felt than photographs and poetry after all?

Quote: “After that there is nothing but
the poet’s sadness and a subject for a poem
” (October Sky -poem)

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Weekend Sky #03 -Oct 24th