| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | In My Lodge at Wang-Ch’uan after a Long Rain | | By Witter Bynner and Kiang Kung-hu, trans. |
| | From “Poems by Wang Wei”
From the Chinese
THE WOODS have stored the rain, and slow comes the smoke | |
| As rice is cooked on faggots and carried to the fields; | |
| Over the quiet marshland flies a white egret, | |
| And mango-birds are singing in the full summer trees. | |
| I have learned to watch in peace the mountain morning-glories, | 5 |
| To eat split dewy sunflower-seeds under a bough of pine, | |
| To yield the place of honor to any boor at all…. | |
| Why should I frighten sea-gulls even with a thought? | | | | |
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