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From the book Kliazma and Yauza
From the book The Wild Rose
From the book Tristan and Isolde
From the book Old Songs
From the book Gates. Windows. Arches
From the book Stanzas in the Manner of Alexander Pope
From the book Stellae and Inscriptions
From the book The Iambic Verses
The Chinese Travelogue  
From An Unfinished Book
From the book The Evening Song
From the book Elegies
From the book The Beginning of a Book
The Chinese Travelogue
(1986)

If you could dull its perspicuity, free it from chaos, limit its gleam,
liken it to a grain of dust, then it would seem to exist clearly.
Lao-Tse
4

There, on the hill
on whose lap
where the last hut stands
and no one ever ventures higher:
whose forehead cannot be seen behind the clouds
and one can’t tell if it’s glum or happy –
someone comes and doesn’t come, to be and not to:
the size of a swallow’s eye,
of a crumb of dry bread,
of a ladder on a butterfly’s wings,
of a ladder throw n down from the sky,
of a ladder, wliich no one wants to climb,
tinier than anything a bee can see and than the word is.

Richard McKane

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4

There–on a mountain
at whose knees is a last hut,
and no one’s gone higher;
whose brow can’t be seen behind the storm clouds
so you can’t say whether it’s frowning or smiling –
someone comes and doesn’t, is and isn’t.
He’s the size of a swallow’s eye,
of a crumb of dry bread,
of a ladder on a butterfly’s wings,
of a ladder thrown down from heaven,
of a ladder that
no one wants to climb;
smaller than what wasps see,
smaller than the word is.

Andrew Wachtel
1. I was surprised by...
2. The pond speaks...
3. They don’t fall, though they fall...
 4. There, on the hill...
5. Do you know...
6. I shall only see...
7. The boat flies...
8. The roofs are raised at the edges...
9. Unhappy...
10. Great is the artist who knows no debt...
11. With tenderness and depth...
12. Perhaps you are the precious ring of the spirit...
13. Will we really part...
14. Flute answers flute...
15. They say, they have gone on the white road...
16. You know that I love you so much...
17. When we decide to set out...
18. Let us praise our earth...
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