Strathgartney Park

Over at tankawanka, Andrew Griffin wrote a response to Wang Wei’s ancient poem Deer Park. As part of the process, he created a translation and a word-for-word translation of the original piece. I couldn’t resist working from the word-for-word to do my own version set in PEI.

Strathgartney Park

The steep hills are empty,
No one moves in the woods.

But there are faint murmurs,
Almost like human speech,

As spring sunlight draws sap
From deep in the tree roots,

Then drips golden down trunks
To gleam in green moss beds.

About John MacKenzie

I'll mumble for ya. Poetry, plus most things quantifiable: science, neuroscience, memory, epistemology, baseball. And so on.
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