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Dragon & Fairy In Poetry

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I destroyed the koans, the sutras, in enlightenment,
Entered the mundane market in a thin cloak,
Felt faint in dust and smoke.
Slanted was the sunshine.
Streets' noise sounded fitfully as illusion divine.
Who am I, with the craze?
Who am I so that my psyche falls in daze?
Who are you?
Who are you whose mien has such vague hue?
Wine ho! hey, I drink alone! Far drift my feet freed.
Clouds transform, rain drops each thin tiny bead.

Translation by THANH-THANH

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