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Po Chu-I Poems
A Forsaken Garden
I enter the court Through the middle gate— And my sleeve is wet with tears.
The Red Cockatoo
Sent as a present from Annam— A red cockatoo. Colored like the peach-tree blossom, Speaking with the speech of men.
The Philosopher [lao Tzu]
“Those who speak know nothing; Those who know are silent.” These words, as I am told,
Lazy Man's Song
I could have a job, but am too lazy to choose it; I have got land, but am too lazy to farm it. My house leaks; I am too lazy to mend it.
The Dwarfs Of Tao-Chou
In the land of Tao-chou Many of the people are dwarfs; The tallest of them never grow to more than three feet.
When I was almost forty I had a daughter whose name was Golden Bells. Now it is just a year since she was born;
My lute set aside on the little table Lazily I meditate on cherishing feelings
White billows and huge waves block the river crossing; Wherever I go, danger and difficulty; whatever I do, failure.
Remembering Golden Bells
Ruined and ill—a man of two score; Pretty and guileless—a girl of three. Not a boy—but still better than nothing:
Last year, when I lay sick, I vowed I'd never touch a drop again As long as I should live.
On Being Stricken With Paralysis
Good friends, Why waste your time in wailing And in sympathy for me?
Night On The West River
No moon To light my way upon the stair, Cold comfort
Staying At Bamboo Lodge
an evening sitting under the eaves of the pines at night sleeping in Bamboo Lodge
The Dragon Of The Black Pool
Deep the waters of the Black Pool, colored like ink; They say a Holy Dragon lives there, whom men have never seen. Beside the Pool they have bu ...
A Forsaken Garden
I enter the court
Through the middle gate—
And my sleeve is wet with tears.
The flowers still grow
In the courtyard,
Though two springs have fled
Since last their master came.
The windows, porch, and bamboo screen
Are just as they always were,
But at the entrance to the house
Someone is missing—