Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Movie: The Mists of Juneau

Clambering up the Cold Mountain path,
The Cold Mountain trail goes on and on:
The long gorge choked with scree and boulders,
The wide creek, the mist-blurred grass.

The moss is slippery, though there's been no rain.

The pine sings, but there's no wind.
Who can leap the world's ties

And sit with me among the white clouds.

--Han-shan, "Cold Mountain Poems," translated by Gary Snyder


Busboy said...


Pennie said...

Your blogg is so interesting to read!
Thanks for shearing!

Busboy said...

Do you realize it's been six months since your last post? I feel as if you've somehow left me bereft, with a dark TRAVELMONKEYS-shaped hole in my heart as I wonder where you and Mike and the dog might be now, what exciting things you might be up to. Did you actually not believe that anyone else might actually notice your long silence? What? You say you're on Facebook now? Oh, OK. Apology accepted.

JM said...

You crack me up, Busboy.