Autumn Kessei 2017 week 5
by dairo tendo
Autumn begins unnoticed. Nights slowly lengthen,
and little by little, clear winds turn colder and colder,
summer’s blaze giving way. My thatch hut grows still.
At the bottom stair, in bunchgrass, lit dew shimmers
Meng Hao-jan (689-740)
translated by David Hinton in Mountain Home