Autumn Kessei 2017 week 1
by dairo tendo
In Reply to Mulberry-Bramble Liu
In this meager home, guests rare, I often
forget I’m surrounded by turning seasons.
And now falling leaves litter courtyard
emptiness, I grow sadder, realizing it’s
autumn already. Fresh sunflower thickets
fill north windows. Sweet grains in south
fields ripen. Though I’m far from happy
today, I know next year may never come.
Get the kids together, I call to my wife,
it’s the perfect day for a nice long walk.
—T’ao Ch’ien (365-427),
translated by David Hinton in Mountain Home