City Dawn by Kong Shiu Loon
A single bird calls for chirps to wake
To announce the awaiting day-break
The sky a greenish grey
Tinted with a pastel yellow haze
The park is yet to be occupied
Up high a lone eagle leisurely glides
Suddenly a distant siren interrupts the quiet peace
A possible tragedy in precarious urban existence
It is a windy day
The sky a dark grey
Tree tops on sway
Up the air an eagle glides looking for prey
Ir soars high far and near
Sweeping at lightening speed with no fear
Suddenly it plunges down off my sight
I wish it a catch it might
The Coming of Wisdom with Time
All Things Can Tempt Me
Fallen Majesty
He Tells of the Perfect Beauty
On Being Asked For a War Poem
‘Mong Meadows of Sweet Grain
The Dew Comes Dropping
Wherever in the Wastes
To Some I Have Talked with by the Fire
The Old Men Admiring Themselves In The Water
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歸嵩山作 王維
清川帶長薄 車馬去閑閑
流水如有意 暮禽相與還
荒城臨古渡 落日滿秋山
迢遞嵩高下 歸來且閉關
Back Home to Mt. Song Wang Wei (701-761) 江紹倫譯
The stream quietly skirts a long stretch of green
Carriages on way to cots of leisurely dins
Limpid waters murmur friendly hints
Homeward birds glide with me in the evening
As the deserted town looks on the vacant pier
The autumn hills washed in sunset colours appear
Beneath the towering Mt.Song the land extent
Home I close my door and wash my hands
斜光照墟落 窮巷牛羊歸
野老念牧童 倚杖候荊扉
雉雊麥苗秀 蠶眠桑葉稀
田夫荷鋤至 相見語依依
即此羨閒逸 悵然吟《式微》
Home at River Wei Wang Wei (701-761) 江紹倫譯
A village bathes in the sun’s slanting ray
Among the lanes homeward cattle find their way
Grandfather looking for the herd boy waits
He leans on a bamboo cane by the gate
Pheasants love to flock in the wheat fields
Where silkworms rest mulberry leaves become few
Hoes on shoulders farm hands proudly show
They meet and chat forgetting to go
For this rustic life I long
Humming my favorite Homily Song
The Lake Isle of Innisfree
When You Are Old
The Falling Of The Leaves
The Nineteenth Century And After
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楚塞三湘接 荊門九派通
江流天地外 山色有無中
郡邑浮前浦 波瀾動遠空
襄陽好風日 留醉與山翁
A View from the Han River Wang Wei (701-761) 江紹倫譯
Ford Chu sits where the three rivers meet
Around Mt Jingmen nine tributaries compete
The Grand River surges transcending heaven and earth
Colours on the hills appear and fade as time goes forth
Towns and burghs emerge on banks yonder
Reaching far into distant space waves and tides thunder
Enchanting is the scenery of Xiangyang in a day so fine
A good time to get drunk with my old chum staying behind
山中相送罷
日暮掩柴扉
春草明年綠
王孫歸不歸
Parting Wang Wei (701-761) 江紹倫譯
Seeing you leave from up in the hills
I close my wicket door at dusk alone still
Spring grass will be green again next year
Will you return once again my dear
言入黄花川 每逐青溪水
随山将万转 趣途无百里
声喧乱石中 色静深松里
漾漾泛菱荇 澄澄映葭苇
我心素已闲 清川澹如此
请留盘石上 垂钓将已矣
Blue Stream Wang Wei ( 701-761) 江紹倫譯
Whenever I think of my Yellow Flower rill
I wade along its blue shallows at will
It meanders ten thousand turns along the mountain lea
Its course is but a thousand li
Through pebbles large and small it murmurs and sings
Deep through the pines its colour serene
Quietly the ripples churn following the cat-tail maze
Its pristine water mirrors reeds top to base
My mind simple and at peace
Just like the stream at ease
Here I’ll stay sitting on the boulder in the nook
And spend my life with rod and hook
