Li Po

(701-762 / Chu / Kazakhstan)

Li Po Poems

1. On Gazing Into A Mirror 12/21/2015
2. The Ching-Ting Mountain 7/27/2015
3. The Solitude Of Night 3/24/2015
4. Reaching The Hermitage 4/8/2010
5. Mêng Hao-Jan 4/8/2010
6. Resentment Near The Jade Stairs 4/8/2010
7. Remembering The Springs At Ch’ih-Chou 4/8/2010
8. Wine 4/8/2010
9. Ho Chih-Chang 4/8/2010
10. To My Wife On Lu-Shan Mountain 4/8/2010
11. Lines For A Taoist Adept 4/8/2010
12. Old Poem 4/8/2010
13. The Roosting Crows 4/8/2010
14. Lament For Mr Tai 4/8/2010
15. The Exile’s Letter 4/8/2010
16. Waking From Drunken Sleep On A Spring Day. 4/8/2010
17. Gold Painted Jars - Wines Worth A Thousand. 4/8/2010
18. The Moon At The Fortified Pass 4/8/2010
19. Drinking In The Mountains 4/8/2010
20. Down Zhongnan Mountain 4/8/2010
21. We Fought For - South Of The Walls 4/8/2010
22. Lu Mountain, Kiangsi 4/8/2010
23. The River-Captain’s Wife – A Letter 4/8/2010
24. Yearning 4/8/2010
25. Lament Of The Frontier Guard 4/8/2010
26. In Spring 4/8/2010
27. Long Yearning (Sent Far) 4/8/2010
28. Ballads Of Four Seasons: Winter 4/8/2010
29. A Farewell To Secretary Shuyun At The Xietiao Villa In Xuanzhou 4/8/2010
30. Resentment Near The Jade Stairs 12/31/2002
31. On Climbing In Nan-King To The Terrace Of Phoenixes 12/31/2002
32. On Kusu Terrace 12/31/2002
33. A Song Of Changgan 4/8/2010
34. Ballads Of Four Seasons: Summer 4/8/2010
35. To Wang Lun 12/31/2002
36. Ziyi Song 12/31/2002
37. The River-Merchant's Wife 4/8/2010
38. Drinking Alone In The Moonlight 4/8/2010
39. She Spins Silk 12/31/2002
40. Spring Night In Lo-Yang Hearing A Flute 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Li Po

Alone And Drinking Under The Moon

Amongst the flowers I
am alone with my pot of wine
drinking by myself; then lifting
my cup I asked the moon
to drink with me, its reflection
and mine in the wine cup, just
the three of us; then I sigh
for the moon cannot drink,
and my shadow goes emptily along
with me never saying a word;
with no other friends here, I can
but use these two for company;
in the time of happiness, I
too must be happy with all
around me; I sit and sing
and it is as if the moon
accompanies me; then if I
dance, it is my shadow that
dances along with me; ...

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Ch'Ing P'Ing Tiao

Clouds bring back to mind her dress, the flowers her face.
Winds of spring caress the rail where sparkling dew-drops cluster.
If you cannot see her by the jewelled mountain top,
Maybe on the moonlit Jasper Terrance you will meet her.

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