Li Po Poems
|81.||Climbing West Of Lotus Flower Peak||12/31/2002|
|82.||Before The Cask Of Wine||12/31/2002|
|83.||Bringing In The Wine||12/31/2002|
|84.||Chiang Chin Chiu||12/31/2002|
|85.||Down From The Mountain||12/31/2002|
|87.||Bathed And Washed||12/31/2002|
|88.||Chuang Tzu And The Butterfly||12/31/2002|
|89.||Clearing At Dawn||12/31/2002|
|90.||About Tu Fu||12/31/2002|
|91.||A Mountain Revelry||12/31/2002|
|93.||Autumn River Song||12/31/2002|
|94.||Amidst The Flowers A Jug Of Wine||12/31/2002|
|96.||Alone Looking At The Mountain||12/31/2002|
|97.||Alone And Drinking Under The Moon||12/31/2002|
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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; ...
Taking Leave Of A Friend
Blue mountains lie beyond the north wall;
Round the city's eastern side flows the white water.
Here we part, friend, once forever.
You go ten thousand miles, drifting away
Like an unrooted water-grass.
Oh, the floating clouds and the thoughts of a wanderer!
Oh, the sunset and the longing of an old friend!
We ride away from each other, waving our hands,
While our horses neigh softly, softly . . . .