LOOKING INTO VASTNESS FROM THIS NARROW WINDOW
Copy the lines from Tu Fu's poems
and you'll never worry again
about the poverty of your spirit
begin where he left off
in your notebook
and you can travel the sidewalks
Never needing the last word
Each gesture of the poem always wild
David, my translator, has given me cairns,
sometimes regal ch’i breaths
come from anywhere
a kind of marmot whistle
Jim Bodeen
3 March 2021
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