At my window

the rain raves, raves about dying,

and does not

hear in the bamboo

a zither, which, plucked,

inebriates the birds

and brings closer to the heart

the moon.

Arthur Sze, “Wang Wei” from The Glass Constellation: New and Selected Poems. Copyright © 1976 by Arthur Sze. Reprinted with the permission of The Permissions Company, LLC on behalf of Copper Canyon Press.

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