13-12-19 A History of Mourning Robert Bly It's odd that evening is so speckled（点缀） with grief. Birds start singing when the branch reddens. But we write our poems when the sun goes down. Our ancestors knew how to cry at death; but they Had enough to do f...

12-08-27 During the period of Southern and Northern Dynasties (420-589), there was a man of letters named Jiang Yan, whose father died young. Little Jiang Yan was strenuous（奋发的） and diligent, capable of writing beautiful poems and essays at his early ag...