East and West - while reading Tu Fu
Even when the hour
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brings no music, no friend,
some wind gathers force,
rattles corn, makes
stubborn apples thud.
What is here, what has been.
Another ginkgo log
on the fire and a book
old enough to smell
of hoarfrost and leaf -
one aches, longing for the other
