Li Ho

(790–816 / China)

Thirteen Poems From My Southern Garden - Poem by Li Ho


Budding branches, stems of flowers,
Blossom while I watch.
Touched with white and streaked with crimson -
Cheeks fo a girl from Yue,
Sad to say, once dusk has come,
Their wanton fragrance falls.
They have eloped with the spring wind,
Without a go-between.


Why shouldn't a young man wear a Wu sword?
He could win back fifty provinces in pass and mountain,
I wish you would visit the Ling-yan pavilion,
How can a student ever become a rich marquis?


Seeking a style, culling my phrases,
Grown old carving grubs!
At dawn the moon hangs in my blinds,
A bow of jade.
Can't you see what is going on, year after year,
By the sea of Liao-dong?
Whatever can a writer do
But weep in the autumn wind?

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 7, 2010

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