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22 January 2009. Gray rain. Wet pools on dark street. Black car nosing along. Cloud shapes of Huang Zhou...
Words of Po Chü-i, a thousand years: Midnight lamp I sit by the south window...
And this one, our own...
The analects--a gathering of images and ideas, initially inspired by the writings of confucius, and the dailyness of the poems of the t'ang dynasty, made present, perhaps, today
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