- An Ancient Temple by Bei Dao
The long ago songs of a bell
weaved this spider web; in the column's crevices,
grown outward, one sees annual rings there for the counting.
- They took with them the silent bells that hung from the eaves.
- Maybe if
it caught on fire
one could read the words on the inside.
- Out front the sky is held up by a broken stone tablet.
An Ancient Temple by Bei Dao 
