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In a snow year, break trail
to brew tea and read,
or make nine bows as incense
drifts toward drafty walls
A hat, gloves and coat make a fine robe for morning service.
One who is drinking water knows well enough if it is cold or warm.
-- Huang Po (after Blofeld, tr.)
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