Clearing At Dawn Poem by Li Po
Clearing At Dawn
The fields are chill, the sparse rain has stopped;
The colours of Spring teem on every side.
With leaping fish the blue pond is full;
With singing thrushes the green boughs droop.
The flowers of the field have dabbled their powdered cheeks;
The mountain grasses are bent level at the waist.
By the bamboo stream the last fragment of cloud
Blown by the wind slowly scatters away.
Li Po
tr. Waley
So beautiful,this poem transports the reader back 1200 years in time to the field of flowers...breathtaking.
A beautiful poem of nature from the best of us. What a wonderful composure by Li Po, blown away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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9/15/2024 3:13:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
....beautifully penned, love the imagery, so exquisite ★