Li Po

(701-762 / Chu / Kazakhstan)

Alone And Drinking Under The Moon - Poem by Li Po

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; while
still not drunk, I am glad
to make the moon and my shadow
into friends, but then when
I have drunk too much, we
all part; yet these are
friends I can always count on
these who have no emotion
whatsoever; I hope that one day
we three will meet again,
deep in the Milky Way.

Comments about Alone And Drinking Under The Moon by Li Po

  • Sanzeda S K (7/27/2018 10:23:00 AM)

    One of my favorites. 3 (Report) Reply

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  • (6/20/2018 5:10:00 PM)

    That’s dope (Report) Reply

  • (6/6/2018 12:53:00 AM)

    classic. how I love moon poems. this is extoradonary piece never alone! ! (Report) Reply

  • (3/15/2018 8:42:00 AM)

    花间一壶酒,独酌无相亲。举杯邀明月,对影成三人。月既不解饮,影徒随我身。暂伴月将影,行乐须及春。我歌月徘徊,我舞影零乱。醒时相交欢,醉后各分散。永结无情游,相期邈云汉。 (Report) Reply

  • Akachukwu Lekwauwa (2/15/2016 11:45:00 PM)

    classic. how I love moon poems. this is extraordinary piece. never alone! ...always make the best of every moment you have (Report) Reply

  • (9/13/2015 10:32:00 PM)

    ........nicely penned, I feel if One love's One self, ....
    then One will be happy alone with One self...yet if One
    doesn't love One can One expect others to
    love, and wish to spend time with One ★
    (Report) Reply

  • Kinyua Karanja (8/4/2015 8:42:00 AM)

    Nice poem, I too accompany myself and feel at home when away from crowd. Solitude is something that accompany someone willingly and unwilling and you have no option except to enjoy that company. (Report) Reply

  • Rajnish Manga (12/19/2014 9:58:00 AM)

    This beautiful poem reminds me of 'Rubaaiyat of Omar Khaiyyam'. I wish every individual could feel and have the same unison with nature. Thanks for sharing this lovely poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rajesh Thankappan (12/19/2014 9:38:00 AM)

    Sometimes ideas can be our best friends and it is great a idea to have someone reliable like the moon and the shadow as friends. (Report) Reply

  • (12/19/2014 7:52:00 AM)

    The kind of loneliness expressed triggers no sadness but the poet tries to see to it that the aspect of human unreliability is exposed.Thus one cant feel sad for her because its needed seclusion she seeks deep in the night.beautiful piece. (Report) Reply

  • (12/19/2014 1:16:00 AM)

    This is simply amazing piece with imagination at its best.......I love reading it time and again (Report) Reply

  • Pranab K Chakraborty (12/19/2014 12:19:00 AM)

    Absolutely the luna-tic poem. Imagery helps us to dance with the poet with moon and so many interesting touches spell of beauty. Absolute luna-tic beauty. (Report) Reply

  • Jayatissa K. Liyanage (9/11/2014 5:23:00 PM)

    How different it is when an ordinary person talks to him/herself and a poet talks to him/herself. Poet while talking to the self, shares feelings with thousands of others, passionately. I like our style. (Report) Reply

  • Jayatissa K. Liyanage (9/11/2014 5:23:00 PM)

    How different it is when an ordinary person talks to him/herself and a poet talks to him/herself. Poet while talking to the self, shares feelings with thousands of others, passionately. I like our style. (Report) Reply

  • (9/11/2014 5:30:00 AM)

    Very nice feeling of liberation and contentment.
    The contact with the inanimate, shadow and moon just comes alive in a soothing way.
    (Report) Reply

  • Melikhaya Zagagana (5/11/2014 5:24:00 AM)

    A beautiful companionship realistic and non-attaching. (Report) Reply

  • (12/19/2013 8:15:00 AM)

    Very well written. Sometimes we ask questions we really don't want answers to and what better way to do that then being with the things that physically can't respond (Report) Reply

  • John Kago (12/19/2013 6:54:00 AM)

    great poem for all those nights of solitude.! loved it (Report) Reply

  • (12/19/2013 2:53:00 AM)

    July Moon
    The first sip of a fine Rioja
    Sumptuous nose, tantalising tongue
    liquid art in my hand

    Half a bottle now
    Half way between the past
    and the future

    My hand has been resting on the glass
    for an age
    Bloody sore, the skin marked

    The whole bottle now, a blonde beer
    I’m carried along the conveyor belt
    to the destination

    The moon is watching
    It is now upon me
    A swollen camembert globe

    oozing a smothering liquid blanket
    enveloping my panic-face,
    advising how I should go


    At the front of the house
    the Cordyline Palm
    filters the street light to me

    Again, the moon comes

    A white-hot disc now
    stihl-sawing the top of my skull
    to create a lid

    A skullcap canopy
    shading the nonsense from the sun
    while the orchestra plays, despite the heat

    A hand painted wooden sign,
    thrust into my shoulder,
    inviting the lunatics

    I arrive
    (Report) Reply

  • Musfiq Us Shaleheen (12/19/2013 1:59:00 AM)

    the genius writing of a very romantic poet Li Po... the extreme imagery of love and romance even he was alone..
    the metaphors shimmers as moon.. applaud and render me through my life.. i never forget that romance...
    - Shaleheen
    (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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