Li Po

(701-762 / Chu / Kazakhstan)

Listening To A Flute In Yellow Crane Pavillion - Poem by Li Po

I came here a wanderer
thinking of home,
remembering my far away Ch'ang-an.
And then, from deep in Yellow Crane Pavillion,
I heard a beautiful bamboo flute
play "Falling Plum Blossoms."
It was late spring in a city by the river.

Li T'ai-po
tr. Hamil

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  • Gold Star - 30,378 Points * Sunprincess * (9/12/2015 11:07:00 PM)

    .........beautiful poem, the music was lovely ★ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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