Saturday, April 07, 2018

A Poem Re-Draft and a New Poem Draft

A Meditation on Reading the Analects

Princely authority, wind-like;
petty authority, grass-like:
wind blows, grass bends.

Not to govern self,
not to govern others:
to be ungoverned is not to govern.

Prince as prince,
minister, minister:
that is government.

Untiringly to remember,
unwaveringly to practice:
that is government.

Promoting the right,
subordinating the crooked:
that is government.

Accepting wise counsel,
exalting good character:
that is government.

Cherishing virtue,
loving law:
that is government.

Blessing the near,
luring the far:
that is government.

Not hasty, not niggling,
pardoning with ease:
that is government.

The unturning star
turning all stars:
that is government.

Days Already Past

My heart is fanned open,
like bird-wings, as I lie in bed.
Sleep, my dear; dream well!
Listen to my breath, a love melody.
The half-sun of this late afternoon
shines upon the garden;
the clouds like vineyard leaves
doubly thick,
gather sad tales into piled masses
as I rest, the breeze fanning me.
The shadows lengthen on the trees,
like months of pain.
On my arm rest your head;
let me listen to your heavy sigh,
the melancholy as it falls.

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