Brushing cobwebs from inkstone as Chang’e urges, dark pools brimming, I transcribe. Dearest Hou Yi, With only dust for company I beg return me your apple cheeks and fearless aim. Please forgive me, Yours only. Sealed with blood and wax, dragon wings toward Tian. top image (woodcut print) “Chang’e Flees to the Moon,” by Tsukioka […]
dVerse — Q185 — dream #17
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