DAILY PHOTO: Kothi Gulistan-e-Iram, Lucknow
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The Last Brother by Nathacha AppanahSmoke slowly rises from sodden woods;
Millet 's steamed to feed the fieldhands;
Egrets fly over foggy paddies;
Hidden birds sing from lush tree stand.
Mountain hikers study hibiscus,
Under dewy pines chew sunflower seeds,
Give mat space to any old traveler.
Gull and I: wary of each other's deeds.
Original Poem in Simplified Chinese:
积雨空林烟火迟, 蒸藜炊黍饷东菑。
漠漠水田飞白鹭, 阴阴夏木啭黄鹂。
山中习静观朝槿, 松下清斋折露葵。
野老与人争席罢, 海鸥何事更相疑?
Be present.
Among ten thousand writing styles,
There's no one standard or measure.
The styles: many, muddled, and free --
Form, the unattainable treasure.
Talent in word-wrangling shows skill.
Idea conveyance shows craft.
Writers strive 'twixt have and have not --
Unyielding in shallow or deep draught.
An escape artist of fine lines --
Yet time and space consume in kind.
Intricacy excites the eye,
But frugality soothes the mind.
One of few words is not confined.
Verbose writers drift the Undefined.
The original in Simplified Chinese:
体有万殊,物无一量。
纷纭挥霍,形难为状。
辞程才以效伎,意司契而为匠。
在有无而黾勉,当浅深而不让。
虽离方而遯员,期穷形而尽相。
故夫夸目者尚奢,惬心者贵当。
言穷者无隘,论达者唯旷。
I don’t have a favorite restaurant, but I do have a type: mom-and-pop hole-in-the-wall that only does a few things but does them all exceedingly well. I don’t care for frou-frou places, and it drives me batty when a place has a thirty-page menu and you have to play the “guess what they actually have” game. I always loved watching Monty Python’s “Cheese Shop Sketch,” but have loathed reprising the John Cleese part in so many restaurants.
Chains have their place in the travel pipeline or in a busy schedule, but I generally prefer a novel experience over a cookie cutter one.