The Tao of Pooh by Benjamin Hoff

A scholar named Wang
Laughed at my poems.
The accents are wrong,
He said,
Too many beats;
The meter is poor,
The wording impulsive.
I laugh at his poems,
As he laughs at home.
They read like
The words of a blind man
Describing the sun.
— Han-shan

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