[Note]: This collection gathers poems readers composed in response to Dust Along the Immortal Road.
(Thirty-eight)
One scroll of the immortal road, one grotto heaven,
A slanting moon and three stars within the heart.
Within the spirit's terrace, a volume cool and clear,
Dust and smoke passed through the Hall of Graceful Splendor!
ooo 7-31
(Thirty-seven)
A song of immortal dust lulled me to sleep; dimly, I seemed to reach a famed mountain.
Pinecones served as wine, Pei spoke no word; the vast sea held a dream, the Flute breathed cold.
To withstand frost, one must lean on proud bones; still so young, she hoped for your compassion.
Who lay atop Mount Tai? Zhang Xingyan beneath Ping Chao's pen.
Armored Cavalry 7-28
(Thirty-six) Guan Pingchao's Dust Along the Immortal Road; Meeting an Immortal on the Dao Path
Wind and smoke arose unbidden along the immortal road,
Light dust swirled and spread across the azure sky.
A jade flute sent blossoms flying down,
Three songs of a quiet tide among waters and clouds.
Cat's Words 2006.07.06
(Thirty-five)
The moon locked intricate beauty away; the night left no trace.
The Xiang Curtain, half drawn, conveyed a shadow's spirit.
Rouge might sully that natural hue,
A thread of hidden fragrance bathed Taizhen.
Mo Qi Ju 6-14
(Thirty-four)
The immortal road lay misty, beyond the reach of thought.
A thousand layers of bewildering mist, ten thousand layers of dust.
Searching, searching through records and books,
Better to have Master Guan tell the tale for you.
Resolute Flight 6-11
(Thirty-three)
The immortal road first arose amid the mists.
A young man dreamed in a pale blue robe.
Sword in hand, dragons sang of lovers' affairs.
Dust and smoke at last grew drunk beneath a sky of waters and clouds.
Mo Qi Ju 6-11
(Thirty-two)
Immortal