Folding fan mounted as an album leaf; ink on gold-flecked paper
6 3/8 x 19 1/2 in. (16.2 x 49.5 cm)
Bequest of John M. Crawford Jr., 1988
Not on view
Signature: Signed, undated, two artist's seals.
Wen Zhengming's poem may be rendered: Dripping tiles barely dried, the morning sun is already high; Patches of moss flashing crisp green, Waist high grows the grass. Rich green everywhere presses summer to come; High tides last night flooded out the broken bridge. Water standing, flooding, until I feel almost sick; Adapting my dress to sudden bursts of warmth becomes quite hard. I awake from my sleep in the studio, with nothing to do, Now and then, hidden birds break the silence. [Trans. is indebted to that made by Jonathan Chaves in Zeng Yuho Ecke, Chinese Calligraphy (Philadelphia, 1971), no. 51]