Ch’i-chi (864-937)
On my pillow little by little waking,
suddenly I hear a single cicada cry -
at that moment I know I have not died.
Pao T’an (tenth century)
Frosty wind
Raises deep night,
Missing onlyA gibbon’s howl.
On my pillow little by little waking,
suddenly I hear a single cicada cry -
at that moment I know I have not died.
Pao T’an (tenth century)
Frosty wind
Raises deep night,
Missing onlyA gibbon’s howl.
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