Climbing the Mountainby Yuan Mei
English version by J. P. Seaton
Original Language Chinese
I burned incense, swept the earth, and waited
for a poem to come...
Then I laughed, and climbed the mountain,
leaning on my staff.
How I'd love to be a master
of the blue sky's art:
see how many sprigs of snow-white cloud
he's brushed in so far today.
|-- from I Don't Bow to Buddhas: Selected Poems of Yuan Mei, Translated by J. P. Seaton|