Meng Jiao


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  • Janice Jolan (9/8/2015 11:02:00 AM)

    this poem is perhaps an experienced of all mothers while waiting at home.i think our task is the toughest among all job on earth. a nice poem i like it

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  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (9/8/2015 5:29:00 AM)

    from Wikipedia:
    Meng Jiao (Chinese: 孟郊; Wade–Giles: Meng Chiao; 751–814) was a poet of the Tang Dynasty, in China. Two of his poems have been collected in the popular anthology Three Hundred Tang Poems. Meng was the oldest of the Mid-Tang poets and is noted for the unusual forcefulness and harshness of his poems.

Autumn Thoughts

Lonely bones can't sleep nights. Singing
insects keep calling them, calling them.
And the old have no tears. When they sob,
autumn weeps dewdrops. Strength failing

all at once, as if cut loose, and ravages
everywhere, like weaving unraveled,

I touch thread-ends. No new feelings.

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