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If ever there was a Jin Chang and Goliath situation this is it. Notice the flag flying on the roof of the humble abode; and is that a satellite dish perchance (enlarges photo)? Indeed it is. Surely the owner of this house is a poet. I'd love to meet him.
BARD ON THE RUN AWARD 2008/9
~ ~ ~THE YEAR OF THE OX~ ~ ~
diverter of the myriad machines
by peaceful and patriotic means
-Mister Jin Chang of Chongqing-
No Worst, there is None
No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief,
More pangs will, schooled at forepangs, wilder wring.
Comforter, where, where is your comforting?
Mary, mother of us, where is your relief?
My cries heave, herds-long; huddle in a main, a chief
Woe, world-sorrow; on an age-old anvil wince and sing -
Then lull, then leave off. Fury had shrieked 'No ling-
ering! Let me be fell: force I must be brief'.
O the mind, mind has mountains; cliffs of fall
Frightful, sheer, no-man-fathomed. Hold them cheap
May who ne'er hung there. Nor does long our small
Durance deal with that steep or deep. Here! creep,
Wretch, under a comfort serves in a whirlwind: all
Life death does end and each day dies with sleep.
Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-1889)