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The cuckoo calls, the turtledove coos, single-hearted, free of blame The gentleman takes them as his rule, and ever receives good fortune鹄鵴鸣鸠专一无尤君子是则长受嘉福古口郑盙 modeling it on ancient clerical-script phrasing仿古隷辞 profound in wording, urgent in resonance深文急响 numinous, alert, strange,and profound灵警奇奥

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I visited this small town,Zhenze震泽of Suzhou 苏州, twenty years ago.😄 Bathed in clearing, Lake Zhenze, sky-like, can make morning already mirror-like, empty.沐霁震泽如天能使,朝已似镜无石涛Shi Tao，朱若极Zhu Ruoji.

Monet, Hollow path, Pourville - 1882 Inside, a joyful soul, morning. Beauty is boundless. Breathing is golden, the wind leading the way.

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@owenlamb.bsky.social Dreams and dewdrops are the closest, because both roll. Side by side, two windows.

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A city ruled by lines caught out in the shadows How does the city soothe the violence of lines? The shadows' roaming is hard to cure. The chronic illness of noise renews by the day Besides illumination and speed it seems we can only use blue as an echo wall The moon that climbs trees never panics

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Democracy needs votes. Social media needs likes. The Earth is progressing so fast. Gunpowder smoke everywhere.

@gbclarkson.bsky.social London time closes early. America's Costco is in full swing. Time zones are the Earth's light rail, docking and transferring inside shipping containers.

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To approach the sphere people rack their brains, drawing a circle in the most crowded form.

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From now on, autumn is a forgery. The poem turns into our air conditioner.

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小象、黑兔子、乌龟、蜗牛、Tiffany. Morning poem ✨️ 😄

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John Latta @lattaj.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

The one who carries a flock of little ducks in her heart is Mom Mom always looks back, afraid her little ducks might get lost The little ducks always look ahead afraid of falling behind Only Mom knows why she worries so much her heart is split in two one half for her children one half for herself

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As C. D. Wright says in the preface: “He wrote: ‘I’ll just bleed so the stars will have something dark to shine in.’ What can you say to that.”

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Gfrun @fenyizi.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

What is the poetic? Enough to be, on and beyond?😆 Earth Verse Gary Snyder Wide enough to keep you looking Open enough to keep you moving Dry enough to keep you honest Prickly enough to make you tough Green enough to go on living Old enough to give you dreams

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Gfrun @fenyizi.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

“A church steeple Looking for Anything awesomely absent”

"Spring is her duty, spring comes,blue,uncomplaining." Much like Tao Qian's "Halting Clouds" The cups are filled with fresh-brewed wine, and the garden is lined with the first blossoms; yet my wish to be with them cannot be fulfilled, and sighs fill my breast. 罇湛新醪，园列初荣，愿言不从，叹息弥襟。《停云诗·序》陶渊明

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Inscription: Deep and dim are the mountain forests; vast and surging are the seas. The subtlety of stirring the emotions lies not in sound alone. Try opening this scroll in a moment of quiet solitude - already one feels a single note stir the whole company. Humble words. Viewed by Qin Quan. 刍言。秦铨观

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Poems from the Pavilion of True Meaning,《真意亭诗》 In this there is true meaning;I would speak of it, yet words fail me. Drinking Wine, No. 5 Tao Yuanming C.417 此中有真意欲辨已忘言《饮酒·其五》陶渊明

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Imperial inscription of the Qianlong Emperor, left page Sitting leisurely on the sloping bank, content in the clear scene, Gazing quietly at the moonlight, listening to the sounds of autumn. Who is the maker, and for whom is it made? The four-line Diamond Sūtra sums up the seven emotions.

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The Mahāvaipulya Buddhāvataṃsaka Sūtra: The Chapter on Samantabhadra's Aspiration to Good Actions, Entering the Inconceivable Liberation Realm. In the Dharma realm and the realm of empty space, throughout the ten directions and three times, in all Buddha-lands, as numerous as the finest dust-motes.

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Gfrun @fenyizi.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

“Let one dwell with fine fields and a spacious house, backed by mountains and facing a stream; with canals and ponds encircling it, bamboo and trees spread all around; fruits and vegetables before it, and threshing floor and garden behind. ”

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Mountains and Rivers Without End. By Gary Snyder,1996. Courtesy of TomDEvelyn on X

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Friedrich Nietzsche @nietzschean.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

"We love life not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving." Thus Spoke Zarathustra, On Reading and Writing #existentialism #Nietzsche

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Gfrun @fenyizi.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

Kuncan, Sitting down, I feel like a small bird, As I look out at the crowd of peaks gathered before me. 髡残“身坐如小鸟，群峰忽然敛“

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Gfrun @fenyizi.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

What 's the time of your clouds?