Autumn Rain, Bai Juyi

The temperature all last week hovered in the high nineties, then it broke one hundred. Summer was early in the Midwest. The inside of the car was hard to cool. The sidewalks were like a furnace. The grass on the lawns withered and browned. It got so that I began singing to myself Phil Collins’…

Wangchuan

whistling rain, gurgling water on a rocky shore, egrets rising and falling in crashing waves

Clearing Rain by Du Fu

In Kansas, half way though June. Summer is not yet here, but the day time temperatures already approach 100 degrees. Last night a violent storm blew out of the west. The news reporters spoke of straight-line winds approaching 90 miles an hour. Tree limbs fell and cars and trucks were blown off the highway. But,…

Spring Night Rain – Du Fu

Spring Night Rain A good rain knows when it is spring Wind-borne, it comes silently in the night And wets all things, yet Wild is the way the dark black clouds Leave the river boat fires lit And, at dawn reveal Chengdu blossoming splendidly like a brocade Chinese and Pinyin Chūnyè Xǐ Yǔ Hǎo yǔ…

Spring Dawn

As Poet Meng Haoran observes in four lines of five characters each, some years Spring is late to arrive. The earth is cold and the blossoms on the branches fail to bloom. Crows darken the sky; their stink fills the air. At night, nothing is heard but the sound of wind and rain; in the…