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In My Lodge at Wang Chuan,(After a Long Rain.)

The woods have stored the rain, and slow comes the smoke
As rice is cooked on faggots and carried to the fields;
Over the quiet marsh-land flies a white egret,
And mango-birds are singing in the full summer trees….
I have learned to watch in peace the mountain morningglories,
To eat split dewy sunflower-seeds under a bough of pine,
To yield the post of honour to any boor at all….
Why should I frighten sea gulls, even with a thought?


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Poem In My Lodge at Wang Chuan,(After a Long Rain.) - Wang Wei