Night Rain - Sent North
You ask the time of my return; no time is set.
At Bashan night rain fills the autumn pools.
When shall we two cut a candle under the west window
and talk again of Bashan and the night rains?
© Ian Johnston (transl)
You ask the time of my return; no time is set.
At Bashan night rain fills the autumn pools.
When shall we two cut a candle under the west window
and talk again of Bashan and the night rains?