Du Fu Revisited

3 1/2" x 5" hard and soft ground etching
on Arches Cover with black, Daniel Smith ink


Along the shore line
fine grasses sway.
The ship's mast towers
into the solitary night.
Stars
settle over
the wild, flat lands
the ship once passed.
The moon may leap
over this great, black, flowing river
but the ship will never sail again.
How do I make another start?
I am to old
to quit
these offices I've held.
Floating
on a river of forgetfulness:
one seagull and the moon.