These poems were selected from the huge body of classical Tang poetry by my collaborator, a Chinese scholar of distinction who chooses, against my wishes but with characteristic Chinese modesty, to remain anonymous.
The book's title is the tiniest of niggles I have with this. What do you think of this origin, What I hope to accomplish is make becoming and being a mage a structure system with tests and a heirarchy, instead of just you learn magic to a degree and claim the title mage or sorcerer or whatever.
Their music contains examples of: I like the connection between the boy and the wizard, although it seems maybe a bit contrived that the wizard just happens to run across the boy that just happened to draw a magical incantation.
WW says because Boy already already knows magic, he is the best pupil the hand incantation. Ok, Boy no name yet is an inner-city black youth.
Writing aside, taking the first part of the plot - we have our leads meet, fall in lust at first sight I find I am getting rather sick of that but that is a fault in many booksget to know one another, get together, go away together and have a romantic time - so far so good, we have a nice happy piece of chick-lit here, but hang on a second!
The poems from the period in this anthology are for the most part tiny in physical length and astonishingly uniform in structure and meter—but each one is a unique gem of profound water and unplumbed depth.