Po Chu-I Poems
|1.||Planting A Lichi Tree||9/30/2010|
|2.||The Almond Blossoms Of Chao Village||9/30/2010|
|3.||A Lament For My Son Ts’ui||9/30/2010|
|5.||The Grain Tribute||9/30/2010|
|6.||The Old Man With The Broken Arm||9/30/2010|
|7.||The Dragon Of The Black Pool||9/30/2010|
|9.||Staying At Bamboo Lodge||9/30/2010|
|10.||Night On The West River||9/30/2010|
|11.||On Being Stricken With Paralysis||9/30/2010|
|13.||Remembering Golden Bells||9/30/2010|
|16.||Lazy Man's Song||9/30/2010|
|17.||The Red Cockatoo||9/30/2010|
|18.||The Dwarfs Of Tao-Chou||9/30/2010|
|19.||A Forsaken Garden||9/30/2010|
|20.||The Philosopher [lao Tzu]||9/30/2010|
The Philosopher [lao Tzu]
“Those who speak know nothing;
Those who know are silent.”
These words, as I am told,
Were spoken by Lao Tzu.
If we are to believe that Lao Ttzu
Was himself one who knew,
How comes it that he wrote a book
Of five thousand words?
The Grain Tribute
There came an officer knocking by night at my door
In a loud voice demanding grain-tribute.
My house-servants dared not wait till the morning,
But brought candles and set them on the barn-floor.
Passed through the sieve, clean-washed as pearls,