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DEW<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n They say<\/span> They say<\/span> But they don\u2019t know<\/span> Those many splendored clouds<\/span> Lo Ch\u2019ing<\/span><\/strong> (Taiwan 1948- )<\/span> From: “China China<\/strong>“, Modern poetry from Taiwan<\/span> DEW They say I should not dwell In cold mountains so high I should not work in the scorching gorges so deep. They say I should not hide Secluded in my many different rooms With my dead branches, fingers alike Painting white clouds, dream fantasies All over the floor, the walls. But they don\u2019t know […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2085,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_wp_rev_ctl_limit":""},"categories":[14],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2086"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2086"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2086\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2085"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2086"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2086"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2086"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nI should not dwell<\/span>
\nIn cold mountains so high<\/span>
\nI should not work in the scorching gorges so deep.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nI should not hide<\/span>
\nSecluded in my many different rooms<\/span>
\nWith my dead branches, fingers alike<\/span>
\nPainting white clouds, dream fantasies<\/span>
\nAll over the floor, the walls.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nWhen darkness returns<\/span>
\nFrom where I come.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nWill silently float out<\/span>
\nHovering above the driest places<\/span>
\nTransforming into sounds<\/span>
\nOf intermittent showers.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nTranslation: Nancy Ing<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n
\nPOINT Editions<\/span><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"