Introduction anonymous nd
introduction to the garden of bright waters one hundred and twenty asiatic love poems translated by edward powys mathers read for lippervox dot org by nan dodge head in hand i look at the paper leaf it is still white i look at the ink dry on the end of my brush my soul sleeps will it ever wake i walk a little in the pouring of the sun and pass my hands over the higher flowers there is the soft green forest there are the sweet lines of the mountains carved with snow red in the sunlight i see the slow march of the clouds i hear the crows jeering and i come back to sit and look at the paper leaf which is still white under my brush from the chinese of chang chi seven seventy to eight fifty end of poem this recording is in the public domain
