At Manifold-Devotion Post-Station, a Second Farewell to the Governor
Ending our distant farewell, separation
begins here, green mountains emptiness
felt. We'll never again wander together
sipping wine beneath last night's moon.
The whole country sings praises of you,
radiant through three reigns. Me, I'll go
home to my river village, nurture what
life remains in isolate depths of silence.
Translated by David HintoninSelected Poems of Tu Fu