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Wurusi crouching below Wurufeng
Deadwood Zen
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Hanshan Deqing 1564-1623
Late at night i sit alone and work on deadwood zen
I stir the lifeless ashes the fire won't relight
suddenly I hear the tower chime resound
its single sound of clarity fills the winter sky
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Kūchán
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Yè shēn dúzuò shì kūchán
Bō jìn hán huī huǒ bùrán
Hū tīng lóutóu zhōngshēng fā
Yīshēng qīng yùn mǎn shuāngtiān
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Notes: This translation from the anthology of Chinese monk poets, The Clouds Should Know Me By Know, edited by Red Pine and Mike O'Connor, published by Wisdom Press.
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