apoetreflects: A water egret planes down like a page of blank paperToward the edge of the noon sky.                         Let me, like him, find an island of white reedsTo settle down on, under the wind, forgetting words. —Charles Wright, closing strophe to “T’ang Notebook” from The Other Side of the River  (Vintage Books, 1984)

apoetreflects:

A water egret planes down like a page of blank paper
Toward the edge of the noon sky.
                         Let me, like him, find an island of white reeds
To settle down on, under the wind, forgetting words.

—Charles Wright, closing strophe to “T’ang Notebook” from The Other Side of the River  (Vintage Books, 1984)