We Live, We Learn

A scholar named Wang Laughed at my poems. The accents are wrong, He said, Too many beats; The meter is poor, The wording impulsive.
I laughed at his poems, As he laughs at mine. They read like The words of a blind man Describing the sun.

--- Han Shan from The Tao of Pooh by Benjamin Hoff

Moon River, wider than a mile: I'm crossin' you in style someday. Oh dreammaker, you heartbreaker, Wherever you're goin', I'm goin'your way. Two drifters, off to see the world. There's such a lot of world to see. We're after the same rainbow's end, Waitin' round the bend, My huckleberry friend, Moon River and me.

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A Woman Growing Up
An Odd Princess
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