by Tu Fu (712 - 770), as Du Fu
Translation by David Hinton (b. 1954)

In Its Light
Language: English  after the Chinese (中文) 
Above the tower — a lone, twice-sized moon.
On the cold river passing night-filled homes,
It scatters restless gold across the waves.
On mats, it shines richer than silken gauze.

Empty peaks, silence: among sparse stars,
Not yet flawed, it drifts. Pine and cinnamon
Spreading in my old garden . . . All light,
All ten thousand miles at once in its light!

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