Han Shan - Encounters with Cold Mountain Translated by Peter Stambler - WITH MY HANDS DANGLING FROM MY CUFFS
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WITH MY HANDS DANGLING FROM MY CUFFS
In their wisdom, the wise spurn me.
In mine, I reject the stupid.
Because I despise both your camps,
Let us agree to avoid one another.
I choose to bray at the cock-eyed moon,
To dance through mountain clouds at sunrise.
Why immure my hands in my sleeves,
Lock up my tongue,
And sit rigid as a chair?
My hair cascades!