A Life in Poetry
Humans, ghosts, and gods are all connected.
Drunk, dreamy, and awake have a lot in common.
Life and death are not bounded by land and sky.
My gains and losses are trivial, no big deal.
What suspended above water is illusion.
What appears in the distant air is mirage.
Good days can be found in Poetry.
Words are my only fortune.
诗生活
诗里光阴虚度思人生之有无步王右丞汉江临泛意韵
人鬼神共接,
醉梦醒相通。
生死天地外,
得失有无中。
海市浮前浦,
蜃楼凌远空。
诗里好风日,
万言富山翁。
(© July 7, 2023, godog)