CHRYSANTHEMUMS by Robert Bly# Literature - 文海拾贝
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CHRYSANTHEMUMS by Robert Bly
(planted for Tao Yuan Ming 陶渊明, who likes them)
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Tonight I rode again in the moonlight!
I saddled late at night.
The horse picked his way down a dead-furrow,
guided by the deep shadows
2
A mile from the yard the horse rears,
glad. How magnificent to be doing nothing,
moving aimlessly through a nighttime field,
and the body alive, like a plant!
3
Comeing back up the pale driveway,
how calm the wash looked on the line!
And when I entered my study, beside the door,
whi
(planted for Tao Yuan Ming 陶渊明, who likes them)
1
Tonight I rode again in the moonlight!
I saddled late at night.
The horse picked his way down a dead-furrow,
guided by the deep shadows
2
A mile from the yard the horse rears,
glad. How magnificent to be doing nothing,
moving aimlessly through a nighttime field,
and the body alive, like a plant!
3
Comeing back up the pale driveway,
how calm the wash looked on the line!
And when I entered my study, beside the door,
whi