P088
From Poetry Talks
Poems by Ch’oe Cha
Poem in English | Appraised By⠉ | Critique in English⠉ | Critical Terms⠉ | Entry |
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Clouds have cleared away in the sky. Now the moon shines on.
The crane resting in its pine nest cannot contain this pure sight. In the mountain full of gibbons and birds, few understand your sound. Fanning the fluttering feathers, you alone cry in midnight. | E044 |
Critiques by Ch’oe Cha
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