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Lost in ancient forests
Lost in ancient forests Ancient forests started on October 9th, 2020 revised on November 30th, 2020 Translation of a Chinese poem by Wang Wei: "I know no good way to live and I can't stop getting lost in my thoughts, my ancient forests." I think getting lost in ancient forests sounds lovely. I get lost in my<b> head </font></b>in old familiar battlefields and imagined future apocalypses. But an ancient forest with cool, shaded layers of trees doesn't sound so bad I guess it is the lost part that is the problem. Maybe the ancient forests wouldn't be so bad if the poet knew where he was. Feet touching the earth anchoring this self to this exact spot the soul a beacon to the world's gps system. I am here. I am not lost. I am. |
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Wang Wei was a Chinese poet who lived from 699 to 759 during the Tang dynasty. This translation of the poem is from The Overstory, by Richard Powers, on page 41.
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11/30/2020 10:28 am |
a good one. I want to take you into the fiery lair of steamy sexual delight on this hot sultry night.
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Hello! This is great! I have a bit of experience in this and hoping for me. Will you help? Local availability all the time and will travel for the right reasons. Smile, it could be you. Can't wait hear from you.
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very nice love reading your blog
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We all get lost from time to time One has to stop look Think where you came from Think where you real want to be Then go don't look back For there was nothing there for you to stay Look forward and walk a straight line When you stop like what you see This is where you should be. If not move along You are not lost you just don't know where to go. xoxoxoxThomas
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Thank you for your reply I have enjoyed the ones I've read so far I'll catch up with the other. You can but words together with meaning. I'm very happy to have stayed reading them xoxoxox
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No funny thing I'm not a reader of book never was. In school language was my worse subject. But I find ready semana blogs on here stirs my imagination. Bring out a different side of me. My father was a secret writer we found pages of poems and stories after he past. (1991) When I read someone work and I enjoy or connect to it. I like to write what I see of them. I try not to offend or judge just compare my life to theirs at the time. I enjoy your writing every much so. Xoxoxoxo Thomas
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