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To See a Friend Off (Wang Wei)

Translation by Yip Wai-Lim


Dismount and drink this wine.

Where to? I ask.

At odds with the world:

Return to rest by the South Hill. 

Go. Go. Do not ask again. 

Endless, the white clouds.


My last day here, with friends I’ve known for so long. 

It’s been a good four years.