Li Po

(701-762 / Chu / Kazakhstan)

The Cold Clear Spring At Nanyang - Poem by Li Po

A pity it is evening, yet
I do love the water of this spring
seeing how clear it is, how clean;
rays of sunset gleam on it,
lighting up its ripples, making it
one with those who travel
the roads; I turn and face
the moon; sing it a song, then
listen to the sound of the wind
amongst the pines.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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