Andrew LewisDec 26, 20191 min readALL THAT ARISES CEASESTHE BAMBOO GROVE When the wind blows through the bamboo groveThe trunks clatter against one anotherWhen it has passed the grove is quiet once more (old Chinese, anon)
THE BAMBOO GROVE When the wind blows through the bamboo groveThe trunks clatter against one anotherWhen it has passed the grove is quiet once more (old Chinese, anon)