Sunday, October 28, 2012
I climb the cold mountain by
A steep path through the rocks,
To my little cabin in
The place where the clouds are born.
I halt my cart and look out
Over the forest of maples
In the sunset. The frosted
Leaves are more brilliant than
Any flowers of Spring.
Ikeno Taiga, Halting a Carriage among Maple Trees
Text from Kenneth Rexroth, One Hundred More Poems from the Chinese (New York: New Directions, 1970), p. 74; image from Burglind Jungmann, "Confusing Traditions: Elements of the Korean an Kyŏn School in Early Japanese Nanga Landscape Painting," Artibus Asiae Vol. 55, No. 3/4 (1995) 303-318, figure 7.