at_his_hermitage_on_mount_kaya
Choe Chi-Won
The
roaring
rush
over
rocks
echoes
to
the
peaks.
Drowning
human
voices
coming
from
nearby
.
Fearing
that
the
noise
of
arguing
might
burn
my
ears
,
I
taught
the
stream
to
deafen
even
mountains
.
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from