Willows of the East Gate
Eastgate’s willows …
leaves full of dawn light.
Evening it was we set to meet: now
morning star is gazing bright.
Eastgate’s willow
leaves are emptied of the moonlight,
evening was our rendezvous.
Now morning star: and cutting shafts of sunlight.
— From the Shih Ching, author unknown.
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