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Gary Snyder's Mountains and Rivers Without End
Streams and Mountains
Shan Wu Chin
the mind and sliding in
to that created space,
a web of waters streaming over rocks,
air misty but not raining,
seeing this land from a boat on a lake
or a broad slow river,
path comes down along a lowland
slips behind boulders and leafy hardwoods,
reappears in a pine grove,
farms around, just tidy cottages and shelters,
gateways, rest stops, roofed but unwalled work space,
¡Xa warm damp climate;
trail of climbing stairsteps forks upstream.
ranges lurk behind these rugged little outcrops¡X
spits of low ground rocky uplifts
layered pinnacles aslant,
of brushy cliffs receding,
far back and high above, vague peaks.
A man hunched over, sitting on a log
another stands above him, lifts a staff,
a third, with a roll of mats or a lute, looks on;
a bit offshore two people in a boat.
trail goes far
somewhere back around a bay,
lost in distant foothill slopes
& back again
at a village on the beach, and someone's fishing.
Rider and walker
cross a bridge
above a frothy braided torrent
that descends from a flurry of roofs like flowers
temples tucked between cliffs, (image: section 3)
a side trail goes there;
jumble of cliffs above,
ridge tops edged with bushes,
valley fog below a hazy canyon.
man with a shoulder load leans into the
horse and a hiker,
the trail goes up along cascading streambed
no bridge in sight¡X
comes back through chinquapin or
liquidambars; another group of travelers.
Trail's end at the edge of an inlet
below a heavy set of dark rock hills.
Two moored boats with basket roofing,
a boatman in the bow looks
lost in thought.
beyond rivers, willows in a swamp,
a gentle valley reaching far inland.
watching boat has floated off the page.
the end of the painting the scroll continues on with seals
and poems. It tells a further tale:
Wen-wei saw this at the mayor's house in Ho-tung
town, year 1205. Wrote at the end of it,
Fashioner of Things
no original intentions
Mountains and rivers
Who has come up with
miraculous forests and springs?
fine white silk.'
that month someone named Li Hui added,
Most people can get along with the noise of dogs
Everybody cheerful in these peaceful times.
But I¡Xwhy are my tastes so odd?
I love the company of streams and boulders.'
Hsieh ofWei-lo, no date, next wrote,
.The water holds up the mountains,
The mountains go down in the water..,'
1332 Chih-shun adds,
is truly a painting worth careful keeping.
And it has poem-colophons from the Sung and the
Chin dynasties. That it survived dangers of fire and
war makes it even rarer.'
the mid-seventeenth century one Wang To had a look at it:
brother's relative by marriage, Wên-sun,
is learned and
has good taste. He writes good prose and poetry. My brother
brought over this painting of his to show me ...'
great Ch'ing dynasty collector Liang Ch'ing-piao owned it,
but didn't write on it or cover it with seals. From him it went into
the Imperial collection down to the early twentieth century. Chang
Ta-ch'ien sold it in 1949. Now it's at the Cleveland Art Museum,
which sits on a rise that looks out toward the waters of Lake Erie.
Step back and gaze again at the land:
it rises and subsides¡X
ravines and cliffs like waves of blowing leaves¡X
stamp the foot, walk with it, clap! turn,
the creeks come in, ah!
strained through boulders,
mountains walking on the water,
water ripples every hill.
walk out of the museum¡Xlow gray clouds over the lake¡X
chill March breeze.
ghost ranges, sunken rivers, come again
stand by the wall and tell their tale,
walk the path, sit the rains,
grind the ink, wet the brush, unroll the
broad white space:
lead out and tip
the moist black line.
and mountains never stay the same.
A hand scroll by this name showed up in
Shansi province, central
China, in the thirteenth century. Even then the painter was unknown, "a
person of the Sung Dynasty. 'Now
it's on Turtle Island. Unroll the scroll to
the left, a section at a time, as you let the right side roll back in. Place by