Du Fu

Toward the end of last year I re-read Du Fu for the first time in yonks.Something resonated like never before. Maybe it was the David Hinton translations (which I can’t find online). Maybe it was moving mum from Bairnsdale to Creswick. Maybe it was reading them through an older (but definitely not wiser) sensibility.






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