Poetry in Motion - Meng Hao Ran

Short Poem Meng Hao Ran

In spring, asleep,
  I’m not aware of dawn
till I’m surrounded
  with the cry of birds.
Last night arrived
  with a sound of wind and rain-
who knows how many blossoms
  drifted down?

Translated by Lois Baker
From Man Covered with Bees
Copyright © 2001 by Lois Baker
Reprinted with the permission of Howlett Press

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