Min Chaobin (Translated from the Chinese by Min Chaobin and Wiley Clements)

Sand and gravel lie still on the bed of the river. Peaks like spear-points pierce the clouds on either shore. Fishing rafts and a passenger boat move through the stream, surprising reflections awake as from a dream. Whence come these mountain songs, this laughing talk? Surely this is Heaven in the . . . . Continue Reading »