my dusty portrait…

No day’s been set for going home,
but my love for home is deep;
Getting together year after year,
this feeling can’t be helped.
You ask me for my dusty portrait,
but dust has covered my face;
So many old friends are starving,
and I am too full of concern.

-Zhang Daqian (Chang Dai-chien),Challenging the Past : The Paintings of Chang Dai-chien by Shen C.Y. Fu and Jan Stuart, University of Washington Press, 1991, poem translated by: Stephen D. Allee, p.28

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