Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions in the Armpit of Diogenes by DINGO the DISSIDENT binge-thinker here since 2008.

Tuesday 7 November 2023

有 歎

What Du Fu* might write today

my energy has ebbed and sobbed away
my grey beard straggles towards mortality
and war is raging everywhere on earth
where are the birds ?
over half the animals have died
mountains have been cut in two
or removed completely
great gorges have been drowned
and refugees are fleeing heat and genocide

*China's greatest poet, living when Beowulf was composed,
during the T'ang period

Note: Scholars and academics should never attempt to translate poetry;
they are way too tied, too literal, too stuck in academic mud and literary mire.

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