Sunday, June 26, 2011

"Our hearts are a sea..."

Our hearts are a sea, a lake,
Finally a little pond, where
Spider webs interlock over the round leaves,
And below them our longing
Is only a single drop of dew.

From "Written in the Sunset" by Hsiung Hung, trans. by Kenneth Rexroth.

Pond at Sunset, Fyodor Vasilyev, 1871

No comments: