foggy day out

[incandescens]

Foggy day. It was promised that the sun was going to "burn it off". This did not happen.

Apparently the BMA (British Medical Association) has decided to ask the government to recall the current health bill in order to look at it again -- http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/health-12737206 -- while I would have preferred a total rejection, that's something at least.

About halfway round binding the quilt, which is a reasonable place to be at.

Also feeling rather tired. What a good thing I have next week off. I wish it was next week already.

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Journey among Ruins

The sun has returned to the west mountains.
Deep and far rises the blue night sky.
Where do the past and the present end?
Thousands of years have been blown away by the wind.
The sands of the sea bed are fused into rock.
Fish are still breathing bubbles under the emperor's bridge.
Time has wandered its long road,
And the bronze pillars were long ago destroyed.

--Li Ho, translated by Ho Chih-yuan

Comments

[flemmings.livejournal.com]

Oh and of course there's all that stuff in the preface about 'and this poem recalls *this* Provencal aubade, and that recalls this middle English lay, and ohh there's Dante as well.' I blame Pound for this attitude. Truly, one needn't know troubador poetry to appreciate Tang verse, but no Anglo before 1960 would admit it for fear of looking rustic.

[incandescens]

I will try not to let myself pay too much attention to it. The book is very much appreciated! Thank you!