written by Li PoAmongst bubbling streams
a dog barks; peach blossom
is heavy with dew; here
and there a deer can
be seen in forest glades!
No sound of the mid-day
bell enters this fastness
where blue mist rises
from bamboo groves;
down from a high peak
hangs a waterfall;
non knows where he has gone, so sadly I rest,
with my back leaning
against a pine.
Li Po
written by Li Po, published on Thu 06.25.2009 at 15:48
White King City I left at dawn
in the morning-glow of the clouds;
The thousand miles to Chiang-ling
we sailed in a single day.
written by Li Po, published on Fri 05.29.2009 at 22:12
Before my bed
there is bright moonlight
So that it seems
Like frost on the ground:
Lifting my head
I watch the bright moon,
written by Li Po, published on Sat 05.02.2009 at 08:42
Where crowns a purple haze
Ashimmer in sunlight rays
The hill called Incense-Burner Peak, from far
written by Li Po, published on Sat 05.02.2009 at 03:10
You ask me why I dwell in the green mountain;
I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care.
written by Li Po, published on Fri 12.05.2008 at 14:16
"Bathed in fragrance,
do not brush your hat;
Washed in perfume,
do not shake your coat:
"Knowing the world
written by Li Po, published on Wed 11.19.2008 at 14:02
Last year we fought by the head-stream of the Sang-kan,
This year we are fighting on the Tsung-ho road.