A poet from the Ming Dynasty - speaks for me.

I have built a hut
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In the heart of the hills.
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There I dwell
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And watch with joy
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The pageant of the seasons
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Trooping by.



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I keep no record
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Of the passing years;
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I only see the flowers
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Bloom and die.



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(Yu Shih K'ung)
(Ming Dynasty)




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For those of you who know me,
that probably seems fairly apt.



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The title is" The Recluse", which may seem less apt. I will leave that to others to observe and decide.




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This poem is contained in a book I bought over the Internet,
"sight unseen", because of its title:

'A Garden of Peonies"





Translations of Chinese Poems - Henry H. Hart

Stanford University Press, Stanford, California, USA. 1938





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My daughter, Zoe, found this particular poem in the book,
and brought it to my attention. For that I thank her.