@ Agonizing Over Poetry Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Whose word, whose song
Tu Fu was “agonizing over poetry”
Under a straw hat, exhausted and sad.
When Li Po had met him over the top,
Of a hill. Your words were either a consolation,
The Bard said, life was an insignificant story,
Told by an idiot. I read the verse again and again.
The unseen rain was a hailstorm of stones,
And weaving winds turned to storms,
What a balmy glance, what a touch
Lo! Your beauty would raise the anguished heart.