Luo Zhihai

Gold Star - 137,102 Points [Luo Zhihai] (In 1954 December / Haifeng / Shanwei / Guangdong / China)

Luo Zhihai Poems

4481. Promised The Cloudy Mountains A Generous Sunny Day 1/24/2017
4482. Waltz 1/24/2017
4483. The Autumn Wind Bleak And Chilly, Fallen Leaves Wandering In Waltz 1/24/2017
4484. Lotus Leaves 1/24/2017
4485. Didn't Distinguish 1/24/2017
4486. The Clear Language 1/24/2017
4487. Posture Of The Lotus 1/24/2017
4488. The Three Wonderful Songs 1/24/2017
4489. In The Dream, Sang The Three Wonderful Songs 1/24/2017
4490. The Broken Kiln 1/25/2017
4491. Peck New Mud 1/25/2017
4492. Beat The War Drums 1/25/2017
4493. Flying Magpie 1/25/2017
4494. C'mon 1/25/2017
4495. A Heart Lamp 1/25/2017
4496. Powerful Cypress 1/25/2017
4497. White Clouds Around Sun And Listen To The Crane Sounding 1/25/2017
4498. Beauty's Image 1/25/2017
4499. At Twilight, A Flute Melodious 1/25/2017
4500. Buddha With Kind Eyebrows 1/25/2017
4501. Light Singing And Chanting, Wind Made Fun Of Moon 1/25/2017
4502. The Butterfly Dream 1/26/2017
4503. Looks Like A Jade 1/26/2017
4504. Fishing Net Catches Stars 1/26/2017
4505. The Village Creek 1/27/2017
4506. A Leisure Music 1/27/2017
4507. The Waves In The Heart 1/27/2017
4508. An Elegant Music 1/27/2017
4509. The Clean Land 1/27/2017
4510. A Concentric Knot 1/27/2017
4511. Orchid Garden 1/27/2017
4512. The Leisure Court 1/27/2017
4513. Braise The Rain Sound 1/27/2017
4514. Handsome You 1/27/2017
4515. Wrote A Poem 1/27/2017
4516. The Wine Shop 1/27/2017
4517. Outside The Cloud 1/27/2017
4518. The River Dipping A Moon 1/28/2017
4519. The Blue Water Clear 1/28/2017
4520. Quiet To Read 1/28/2017
Best Poem of Luo Zhihai

Her Eyes

★ Her Eyes

☆ Poetry by Edwin Arlington Robinson


Up from the street and the crowds that went,
Morning and midnight, to and fro,
Still was the room where his days he spent,
And the stars were bleak, and the nights were slow.

Year after year, with his dream shut fast,
He suffered and strove till his eyes were dim,
For the love that his brushes had earned at last, -
And the whole world rang with the praise of him.

But he cloaked his triumph, and searched, instead,
Till his cheeks were sere and his hairs were gray.
'There are women ...

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A Burdock—clawed My Gown

★ A Burdock—clawed my Gown

☆by Emily Dickinson

A Burdock—clawed my Gown—
Not Burdock's—blame—
But mine—
Who went too near
The Burdock's Den—

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