Ho Xuan Huong

(1772 - 1822 / Nghệ An Province)

Three-Mountain Pass - Poem by Ho Xuan Huong

A cliff face. Another. And still a third.
Who was so skilled to carve this craggy scene:

the cavern's red door, the ridge's narrow cleft,
the black knoll bearded with little mosses?

A twisting pine bough plunges in the wind,
showering a willow's leaves with glistening drops.

Gentlemen, lords, who could refuse, though weary
and shaky in his knees, to mount once more?

Comments about Three-Mountain Pass by Ho Xuan Huong

  • Susan Williams (10/3/2015 1:23:00 PM)

    I wouldn't call this subtle innuendo. I've only read 5 poems by her so far. I hope she writes about more than sex though- surely she used her wit on political and social themes as well. (Report) Reply

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  • (4/16/2010 9:15:00 AM)

    That was amazing; love the imagery... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 16, 2010

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