When Night Comes Poem by Li Ching Chao

When Night Comes

Rating: 3.0


To the tune of "Telling My Most Intimate Feelings"

When night comes,
I am so flushed with wine,
I undo my hair slowly:
a plum calyx is
stuck on a damaged branch.
I wake dazed when smoke
breaks my spring sleep.
The dream distant,
so very distant;
and it is quiet, so very quiet.
The moon spins and spins.
The kingfisher blinds are drawn;
and yet I rub the injured bud,
and yet I twist in my fingers this fragrance,
and yet I possess these moments of time!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anil Kumar Panda 17 December 2018

Excellent poetry. Enjoyed thoroughly. Such a nice weaving of words in to a poem.

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Akande Lukman 17 December 2018

Good poem Li ching Chao..... Well conveyed

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Fiadh Fida 17 December 2018

Frustrations can't be overcome adopting wrongs and unfair means and ways, .........

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Christina Chin 17 December 2018

Well crafted poem! Congratulations!

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Prabir Gayen 17 December 2018

Very awe inspiing poem.......

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M Asim Nehal 10 July 2021

The needs and wants of this mortal body while it is still a bud can be so frustrating. This poem is a classic example of 'how buds are crushed before they bloom'. Brilliant poem.

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Kevin Patrick 18 December 2018

I cannot even imagine what the original text of this work is like in its native tongue, but the English translation is magical and evocative with great depth of imagery. Fantastic choice for classical poem of the day!

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Bernard F. Asuncion 17 December 2018

A brilliant poem by Li Ching Chao👍👍

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Owen Potts 17 December 2018

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Edward Kofi Louis 17 December 2018

Night! So very Quiet! ! Thanks for sharing.

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