She Spins Silk Poem by Li Po

She Spins Silk

Rating: 2.9


Far up river in Szechuan,
waters rise as spring winds roar.

How can I dare to meet her now,
to brave the dangerous gorge?

The grass grows green in the valley below
where silk worms silently spin.

Her hands work threads that never end,
dawn to dusk when the cuckoo sings.

Li T'ai-po
tr. Hamil

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
* Sunprincess * 12 September 2015

...love the alliteration in the third couplet ★

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