Two lines from a classical Chinese poet whose experience of ‘traipse’ touches on travels occasioned by work, fancy, family or even, duress – two lines that may anticipate some great, ultimate move, for which present ‘traipses’ are but rehearsal.
The sorrow at leaving my city fades before the old joy of being in new mountains.
– Wang Wei (d. 761)
couplet from ‘Arriving at Ba Gorge in the Morning’
*Travelers in desert lands, facing prolonged thirst, have learned that a small pebble placed on the tongue draws saliva into the mouth and relieves the unpleasant feel of a parched mouth, allowing the senses to fasten again on the objective.
Jonathan-I’m so blessed that I rediscovered your TRAIPSE. I’ve been receiving it, but haven’t read it in a long time. Today was the day to reconnect! Seeing both of your pictures just now in front of the LOVE sign reminded me of how much I’d enjoyed our working together on the services for the past Woodstock Reunions.
I’ve just notified my best friend about today’s adventure and filled out her email which I just submitted. She is a writer and I’ve put one of hers to music. I know she’ll get a lot out of your TRAIPSE.
Thank you!