A series of late sixteenth/early seventeenth-century paintings by Wang Sheng adorn the gallery wall. Each delicately coloured image is accompanied by a poem.
A young Chinese woman straddles her lover who lies on an ornate rug under a willow tree. Behind them, a cherry tree blossoms.
The Milky Way sits low on the horizon;
two spirits are anxious to cross it…
Filled with desire, they have embraces but nothing else,
and could never survive separation.
Changri
Monday, 24 December 2007
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2 comments:
Love the poem.
I must look up the poet.
I like the moment the cherry tree blossoms.
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