I want a poem which is said by the river Yangtze about its journey
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The moon glimmers in the brown channel.
Strands of mist
wrap the mountainsides crowded with firs.
Declining cliffs
sink beneath vast water.
By remote paths,
wisting pines.
Far downstream wo sides
of a half-built bridge fail to meet.
Our crude boat chugging
points to Chongqing.
As someone I now forget once said
journeying is hard.
My face greets the evening breeze Ilisten
the dream of a place.
A cormorant dives by trembling light.
From the white eyelet of a star
the sound of ripples.
A fisherman
skirting shore
in his high-prowed skiff crossing bamboo oars comes up with a joltnets catch not fish
but the wizened finger of a submerged branch for below
a sunken valley persists slick bare trunks
furred in wafting fronds nave water for sky, ghost forest.
Roots rot deep in the hill where buried rock
is still dry.
Windows flm,
doors drift open
in the empty concrete shells of houses towns that once
held hundreds
of thousands
slowly filling with what, what is it
they fill with?
Someone I now forget once said
journeying is hard.
The moon glimmers in the brown channel.
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