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Appleton, WI

June 16: Day by Day with Father Bill

WEDNESDAY OF THE ELEVENTH WEEK IN ORDINARY TIME

 
Looking at the Moon by Li Po (translated by Florence Auscough and Amy Lowell)
 
The heavy clouds are 
broken and blowing,
And once more I can
see the wide common
stretching beyond the
four sides of the city.
Open the door. Half of
the moon-toad is
already up,
The glimmer of it is like
smooth hoar-frost
spreading over ten
thousand li.*
The river is a flat,
shining chain.
The moon rising, is a 
white eye to the hills;
After it has risen, it is
the bright heart of the
sea.
Because I love it – so –
round as a fan,
I hum songs until the dawn.
 
*one li equals 0.3 miles