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A Dream Comes


The Southern Room over the River


The room is prepared, the incense burned.

I close the shutters before I close my eyelids.

The patterns of the quilt repeat the waves of the river.

The gauze curtain is like a mist.

Then a dream comes to me and when I awake

I no longer know where I am.

I open the western window and watch the waves

Stretching on and on to the horizon.


Su Dongpo

translated by Kenneth Rexroth

from Zen Poems

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Taken on May 29, 2007