Luo Zhihai

Gold Star - 131,663 Points [Luo Zhihai] (In 1954 December / Haifeng / Shanwei / Guangdong / China)

Luo Zhihai Poems

3641. Autumn Inscribes 7/14/2016
3642. Young Lady 7/14/2016
3643. Happily Express Life 7/14/2016
3644. Snowflakes 7/14/2016
3645. Cloud-Flowers 7/14/2016
3646. Smoke-Willows 7/14/2016
3647. The Fogs And The Clouds 7/14/2016
3648. Gentleness And Beauty 7/14/2016
3649. Cloud-Water 7/16/2016
3650. Humble House 7/16/2016
3651. A Man Of Great Talent 7/16/2016
3652. Ocean Vast 7/16/2016
3653. Heaven High, The Wild Geese's Shadows Hazy 7/16/2016
3654. Wave On Wave 7/16/2016
3655. Fragrance Pursuing Water 7/16/2016
3656. Love A Fragrant Jade-Like Maid 7/16/2016
3657. Clouds Washes Bones 7/16/2016
3658. The Millennium Disaster 7/16/2016
3659. Yellow Sand 7/16/2016
3660. Express Feelings 7/16/2016
3661. True Feelings 7/16/2016
3662. Yearning Like Spewing Spring 7/16/2016
3663. Seeing Through The Fame 7/17/2016
3664. Stayed Dreams 7/17/2016
3665. The Couplet Circles 7/17/2016
3666. Poetry Is Open-Minded 7/17/2016
3667. Heart Without Worldling, Sentence Is Sonorous 7/17/2016
3668. Cuckoos 7/17/2016
3669. Dream Toured Hometown, The Sceneries Were Not Quondam At Night 7/17/2016
3670. Invisible Wings Flew Away The Despair And Sadness Place 7/17/2016
3671. Wrote The Hot Blood 7/17/2016
3672. Not Forsake 7/17/2016
3673. Fishing In The Wild Water, Interest Strong 7/17/2016
3674. Fragrant Grass Field 7/17/2016
3675. The Poor Gate Moon 7/17/2016
3676. Fishing In The River 7/17/2016
3677. Moon Ploughs 7/17/2016
3678. Waves Shook The Island 7/17/2016
3679. Become Fashionable For A Time 7/18/2016
3680. Be Asleep 7/18/2016
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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