108

Five storks flew out of the North West

(by Mt Koriban)

And soared out of heaven.

I saw the magic-man stand on his cloud,

On a green cloud saying

I am An ki

Two jewel bright youths stood with him
one at each hand,

and playing on purple flutes, upon the purple plumes of the
phoenix,

Swiftly they went into shadow,

and I heard in the whirling wind
voice

I thought, should I question it,

Floating as wind, flowing as the stars,

I would eat of the gold-bright shrub

and live with the unending movers in heaven.

103 and 103

70, ten thousands of convicts
Piled the earth over Mt. Ri-San

elixir of immortality
And then he desired the medicine to be saught
(102) And vague sorrow flowed over his heart.
steep the requirements for immortal memory
and beyond that

They shot continuously at the sea fish
And the long whale rose like a mountain

His nose was like the five peaks

He spouted the waves in a cloud, thunderously,

blotted out
His fin creasts covered the blue heaven

"Would you have been able to see Ho rai at that time!

Then the king said ...

Could we get to Ho rai

Joshi, the chief of the women, put the Shin girls
on board

How long will it be ere the storied ships shall return?

You will find him beneath three strata
They buried his ashes in a golden coffin.

88 etc

(96)

Beauty of form and reality (matter) mutually shine
inter reflect
Many stars in rows in autumn sky

My will is a selective tradition
of what has lit a thousand springs
( scratch out bad, reproduce good )

( purifying of the tradition )

If my sage wish could be carried out
I would stop with the capture of Kirin

I would like to stop with a sage on the throne
i.e.

99.

The Emperor of Shin
shook the six folds of the universe
he glared bold as a tiger

He let fly swords to rend the floating cloud
The captive lords are carried into the West
Thus began the celestial reign

Statecraft over ruled rivalry and cliques
Kin the Golden, had set war weapons aside
The valley of Kwan lay open, safe to the Eastward

He set his seal upon Kwei kai, the high hill
He built there the Ro-ya terrace.

This high glory will not last forever

This is not the way to end one's life

And who will make a tale of these things
when I am gone

Royal customs will sink beneath luxurious weeds
sows (fair)

and war SEIZE THE FIELDS HERE
WITH MANY A THORNY HEDGE

Dragons and tigers SEIZE THE FIELDS
MAKE PASTURE ONE OF THE
OTHER

ARMS AND THE WARMS MEN, DRIVE INTO MIDMOST SHIN

Vague is the thin voice in the night

Sorrow, sweeping the mind, stirring
to move regret and lament.

They sent out KUTSUGEN, the Melancholy, open mind

TO YU AND HIBA lost the art of wave rhythm

They wrote in open current without borders

FROM THE TIME OF KEN AN there was not enough fine beauty
to interest, to esteem.

SAGE REIGN RETURN TO ORIGINAL ANCIENT

LET FALL GARMENT ESTEEM PURE TONE.

REFINEMENT (bright beauty) depends on group talent

S CALES OF FAME / TOGETHER IN THESE MEN ARE RIDING
FORTUNE.

28

SEI YASHI Travelor's Calm night thought
The moon light is on the floor luminous

I thought it was frost, it is so white

Holding up head I look at mountain moon
that makes me lower head

Lowering head think of old home.

mountain
looking up I find it to be the moon.

Gnostic verse.

When the roat smoked in the oven, beclining out blackness
I was bewildered and knew not what to do
But when ↑ was plunged in the contemplation
of ♀ Povs beautiful verses

This thought came upon me

When the oast smokes pour water upon it.

113

The pine stands, but the peach-tree makes pretty faces
The apricots mix with their neighbors

125.

The sun comes out of the Eastern corner
as if he sprang from the bottom of the earth
It crosses heaven and sinks again in the sea

Who will say where the six dragon of his car come to
rest

Who will date its beginning and ending.

Man who art not a cardinal spirit

How shall you think to wander forever with the
unwearing sun, yourself unwearied.

How shall you desire it.

Yet the grass takes no thought of the wind that
makes it flourish

The trees do not hate the autumn of their decline

Who by brandishing whips will hasten the course of the
seasons

or of the myriad things that happen every day
without thought arise and decay.

119

The clouds bank yellow about the hill fortress
The homing geese wheels

And cries aa aa from his tree

and by her
The woman at the Shin river sitting inside a loom
Weaving a gold brocade
and saying words to herself

and
She stops her shuttle with a melancholy cry
Thinks of her distant lover

And lonely lies down spreading her tears like rain.

Weaves a gold brocade

Behind her window, behind the smoke like curtain
It is whispering to her self

weaves a gold brocade

And she talks to herself behind the smoke-like curtain

122

Crows are about to nest on the terrace of Ko-so
the lady -receiving

The King of Go is inside quite drunk,
with the lady Sei-shi ( west grace )

The dynastic music and the dances consecrated to
this dynasty are not yet ended

The blue mountain is half drunk by the sun

The silver needle of the water clock
autumn drops low across the golden dial of its turn
And the moon already falls on the river waves
What shall I do to amuse myself at sun rise?

how shall I bear the ennui at sunrise ?

and The king is already wondering
they are already devising, trying to think
Katsurio's son Fusa up tomorrow's diversions.
Ko so will become deer forest

So sang Goshi Sho the faithful ( servitor of Katsurio )
slain by false witness.
will become a deer forest.

and it came to pass via. the fair girl Seishi.

For many a year no one has written Tai Ga
(great elegance, i.e. poems of the
Shu dynasty)
have not flourished for a long time.

Who will do em if I dont.

O fu, (royal customs), i.e. poems fēng of dynasties
after Hei O, as over run with rampant weeds,
(no one cared)

War has put thorny hedges over the land

Down to the middle of Shin period, war weapons
dragons and tigers eating each other.

We hear afar, the faint vague voice of true song,
the open minded, melancholy, man of So, the province
of Kutsugen.

These days Yo yu ans Shojo, poets of man
enervated
stirred decayed waves,
couldnt get any rhythm into their vers libre, mimicing
the late work, Ri so, of Kutsugen.
couldn't get any underlying rhythm, open current
was bubbles not waves

Normal writing, was already lost, there have been
a myriad schools flourishing and decaying,
sane writing lost, in water, sunk.

Since the "en an period we've had very pretty embroidery
, not enough to sirt real interest .

We will go back to the sage reign, original, ancient,
drop the trappings and esteem pure tone.

Group talent, attatched to refinement
goes to gether with, general refinement
they ride fortune, the scales jump together.

Bun and Shitsu

Form and reality of the matter
content,

mutually burn and ray out,

i.e. inter kindle and interilluminate,
many stars arrayed in the Autumn sky

my will is for scratching out and for reproducing
i.e. the bad the good,
purging the tradition.

so that the light which has lit a thousand springs
can flow on, to the future.

if I were sage, I would probably stop my compilation at
the capture of Kirin

stop compiling when somebody captures a ghost.

( a sage on the throne )

I should like to stop with a sage on the throne.

134

Mt gabi juts through the sunset.

Rafu, floats like brocade, flat on the eastern ocean

Mei ko, plunged into thought,
(famous Lord)

swift were his brush strokes.

He drives the mountains, he causes the sea to flow swiftly

This hall is filled with high air,

we brush the sky,

dry haze (a

we touch the red fortress' mist, (breathe) smoke of
of

(from the) blue Kin trees (of Sogo.)

My mind floats on lake tei, and on, to lake Shodo.

I am born on the three rivers of Sho, and over the
seven marshes of Kwai, ai yenn

The waves dance with fear, known not what direction.

The lone boat will never return

The moving sail, shows neither moving nor turning.

It seems to fall through the wind, to float out of
heaven.

The wind moves, the eyes fail into distance.

They will reach the three peaks of the Sennin.

The west mountain of # flowers is agush with springs

water-

They spread thin over the rocks, with sound and motion
flowing
appearance of waves.

East cliff rise in a layer, covered with light mist

((haze))

Beneath the far trees it is so dark, day is not

known from night.

There is a man at his desk in that dark,

134 b.

listens to unsinging Sennin, calmly hears
unsinging wood spirits.

Those feathery girls, stand in a row, beneath the tall
pine.

Before them is the unspeaking sennin of Nan sho
he is the magician of Cho,

mysterious in age, with many a tale clinging
to him.

No cases come to his court.

His life is as far as I like a painting.

The five colours of the dark drawing are not
praised as reality.

I too an unsenning in bud. if I wait
to win sennin hood by official merit,

the very peak flowers in the valley of sennin
will make me a lasting mock.

145

The Paradisal Vision.

The seas guests tell of Yei shu, afar
Vague beyond mist and wave, hard to come nigh to
And in Etsu they speak of Bo mountain
covered in cloudy rain-bows, lost to the vision
lying alevel with heaven
high beyond the five peaks, high over

the mount of Red Castle
four and ten thousand, eight and a thousand feet
Hanging over the south, ready to fall

I would dream of Go and of Etsu
I flew by night over the mirror-like moon
The lake's moon shone on my shadow,
And walked by my side into Zen Wei
The house of Lord Sha still stood there
Green water moved, monkeys cried clearly
I put on the shoes of Sha
I climbed the cloudy blue ladder
Half way up that wall looked on the sea and
the sun

I heard the cocks crowing in heaven
1000 rocks, 10,000 turns would not get you through
that journey

I was lost among high flowers, fell against
rocks, it was dark

Bears whined, dragons sang, there was noise of brooks

how shall I having seen these things

break my eyebrows, how shall I bust my guts serving
the nobles,

where I can open neither my mind nor my
face.

137

ERG parrot island lies along the Han ferry
The water pulls a cold mist over the trees and the
river
I can not see you, by climbing the stairs on this
south bank,
is it true that you have retired from court and
are over there
Han mouth has brocage scale double fish
Let them bear post, they say fish carry letters,
dont stuff them too full,
only of our mutual thoughts, spring and autumn.

138

At dawn I went out trough the gate of Red Sparrows
Evening I lodge in the isle of white heron
The wave-brightness stirs the moon-like jellyfish
Behind me the stars reflect
star-gleams enter the city gate,
rays, reflections, walk into Sparrow gate
wall gate house, house over gate

- glitter of stars on the gate house
- glitter against

To think of the reputed governor of Kinso
is like the sorrow of brooding over the tree with
red jewels
red jewel tree

in vain the spirit enters that dream
Suddenly I feel autumn is in the night

green water comprehends human feeling
, it flows north west
I will put the sound of it
set
within this gemmed kute
Loneliness will come to you hearing,
Dear Mr Dolmetsch

135

One can not travel afoot, save one mind be full of
sennin, full of enchantment.

Autumn, half circle moon on Mt.ABI

Shadow enter Heiko river, water flow

Night start, facing ¾ three gorges of Sei Kei

SANDS, DOROHOE, SOROROSO, SOROROSO, SOROROSO,

SANDS, DOROHOE, SOROROSO, SOROROSO, SOROROSO, SOROROSO.

I have more in my sight
mind than through

through
going down /YU Shu in darkness.

136

The valley Sei Kei has swept clear my mind

Its water's colour

the colour of its waters is not like that of other water
waters

Should I ask, how is the transparent waters of
the river to Shin an

to be compared to this water
here

One rows out on the clear mirror
yet

the birds pass, they lie as if on a screen

SANDS, DOROHOE

Toward evening the ourang outang whines

the traveller is turned toward sadness,

the far wandering vacant person.

toward useless, sad

toward useless, sadness.

the far wandering person, full of v
vacant

Era gia 1 ora che volge il disio.

## Fragments.

(You know where it was that I walked
When you had left me.)

River water, you will bear me in mind,
and carry this hand-full of tears
to Yeshu.

Pine trees hang head downward on the crags.

Waterfall washes the branches of the water-wheel peach
where heaven falls and the rocks reach out above one.

133 G.

Old man in Shu ho, VILLAGE VILLAGE
acatches fish from his lodge in the water
His wife lays shares for white pheasant
Her shadow reflected on the deep bamboo.

The crow is going to bed upon the terrace of Maidens
AND INSIDE THE LADY SEI-ShU, AND THE KING OF
SOSHUI IS INSIDE HER DRUNK,
AND THE KING OF GO WITH HER.

this
HER
dynastic song
AND
the dance
are not yet over
they are on the contrary quite pleasant.

THE BLUE MOUNTAINS DRINKS UP THE SUN, BY HALF.

THE GOLDEN DIAL OF THE URN, IS PASSED OVER BY THE
BRIGHT NEEDLE.
ARROW, MANY DROPS OF WATER RUN OUT
OF THE WATER CLOCK.

IF YOU STAND, YOU MAY SEE THE MOON ALREADY SINKING
INTO THE WAVELETS OF THE RIVER.

DRAKNESS LIFTS FROM THE EAST.

I SUPPOSE ITS ALL RIGHT WHILE IT LASTS.

The emperor of Shin swept the six folds of the universe six districts he glared bold as a tiger, gosh!

He cut down the clody lords at a stroke, the dark feudal chiefs,

he sent the west.

Feudal lords come West.

His genius, judgment was heaven born, came from heaven.

His plan overrode the group talents, statecraft override rivalries.

Weapons, recast into statues gilt, bronze

( in 16 years, weapons commadend to capital, cast into 12 statues, of 1000 tons each, these lasted. down to Kan. ) when they were remelted.

Kwan valley lay open to the East, i.e. in safety.

He put up a monument to himself on the peak of Kwan kai (where the great Wu had flourished)

he galloped to Ro ya terrace to look out upon the East, also monument. 70,000 convicts piled the earth over Mt. Risan.

And then he ordered them to fetch him the elixir of immortality,

and was vaguely sad in his heart ( mind )

This causes me ( Rihaku ) wide sorrow.