We interrupt our already interrupted programming (I had a lot of stuff to do, I promise I’ll catch up), with a sad announcement.
My best friend’s dad John Leonard passed away this weekend all too suddenly. I could write more, but suffice to say he was a true Renaissance man who is one of my continuing inspirations for studying Chinese and a source of confidence when I decide to take a risk in a new direction. He was the picture of health and happiness, always a source of joy and a good time. Below is a poem I wrote (with some help) and a translation more coherent than you’re likely to get from Google/Baidu Translate.
Bad news came at dawn, as sudden and shocking as lightning
I learned with sorrow that the fisherman had left riding a crane*
I can still hear his words, still feel his touch
I just wish I had the chance for a goodbye drink.
*(classical Chinese euphemism for the death of a wise and virtuous individual)
Well John, here’s that drink, and the drinks I was having at about the time you passed, I hope some of that joy reaches you. Miss you immensely and be well.