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A Read of the Rocks on Cold Mountain

Cold Mountain: The Legend of Han Shan and Shih Te, the Original Dharma Bums

By Sean Michael Wilson

Graphic Poetry Collection

Illustrated by Akiko Shimojima… 608 more words

A Taoist Poem by Han-Shan

A scholar named Wang

Laughed at my poems.

The accents are wrong,

He said,

Too many beats;

The meter is poor,

The wording impulsive.

I laugh at his poems, 57 more words


I laugh at what he calls poetry

I laugh at what he calls poetry: a blind man’s
rhymes in lukewarm praise of the sun.

-Han Shan 

(8th Century)


Read rest of poem  23 more words


Han Shan tells why he came to Cold Mountain

Thirty years ago I was born into the world.
A thousand, ten thousand miles I’ve roamed.
By rivers where the green grass lies thick,
Beyond the border where the red sands fly. 42 more words


Han Shan speaks again

When I see a fellow abusing others,
I think of a man with a basketful of water.
As fast as he can, he runs with it home, 51 more words


Han Shan again

As long as I was living in the village
They said I was the finest man around.
But yesterday I went to the city
And even the dogs eyed me askance. 35 more words