Li Ching Chao

(1084 - 1151)

Tz'u No. 10 (Exile)


To the tune of "Bodhisattva Aliens"

Soft breezes, mild sunshine,
spring is still young.
The sudden change of the light
brightened my spirit.

But upon awakening from slumber,
I felt the chill air;
The plum flower withered in my hair.

Where can I call my native land?
Forget - I cannot, except in wine
when I drown my care.

Incense was lighted when I went to sleep;
Though the embers are now cold,
the warmth of wine still burns on.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read poems about / on: sunshine, flower, change, spring, hair, sleep, light

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Tz'u No. 10 (Exile) by Li Ching Chao )

Enter the verification code :

Read all 1 comments »

Poem of the Day

poet George Gordon Byron

It is the hour when from the boughs
The nightingale's high note is heard;
It is the hour -- when lover's vows
Seem sweet in every whisper'd word;
And gentle winds and waters near,
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet May Swenson

 

Member Poem

Trending Poems

  1. How to Write the Great American Indian N.., Sherman Alexie
  2. Annabel Lee, Edgar Allan Poe
  3. The Raven, Edgar Allan Poe
  4. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  5. Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou
  6. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  7. Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night, Dylan Thomas
  8. And Death Shall Have No Dominion, Dylan Thomas
  9. A Dream Within A Dream, Edgar Allan Poe
  10. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost

Trending Poets

[Hata Bildir]