Three Poems on Wine (Li Po Poems)
I. Among the flowers a drink of wine. I sit alone without a friend. So I invite the moon, Then see my shadow, make ...
I. Among the flowers a drink of wine. I sit alone without a friend. So I invite the moon, Then see my shadow, make ...
Life is a dream. No need to stir. Remembering this I'm drunk all day. Lying helpless beside the porch, Waking to see the ...
Misted the flowers weep as light diesMoon of white silk sleeplessly cries.Stilled - Phoenix wings.Touched - Mandarin strings.This song tells ...
With a jar of wine I sit by the flowering trees. I drink alone, and where are my friends? Ah, ...
Amidst the flowers a jug of wine, I pour alone lacking companionship. So raising the cup I invite the Moon, ...
If heaven loved not the wine, A Wine Star would not be in heaven; If earth loved not the wine, ...
The fields are chill, the sparse rain has stopped; The colours of Spring teem on every side. With leaping fish ...
The living is a passing traveler; The dead, a man come home. One brief journey betwixt heaven and earth, Then, ...
In the land of Wu the mulberry leaves are green, And thrice the silkworms have gone to sleep. In East ...
Clouds bring back to mind her dress, the flowers her face. Winds of spring caress the rail where sparkling dew-drops ...
In what house, the jade flute that sends these dark notes drifting, scattering on the spring wind that fills Lo-yang? ...
The old gardens of Kusu Terrace are a wilderness, yet the willows that remain still put out new branches; lasses ...
I take my wine jug out among the flowers to drink alone, without friends. I raise my cup to entice ...
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