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Friday, May 17, 2019

To My Own Devices (by Li Bai)




Facing the jug
Oblivious to the night
How the petals have fallen
To fill up my gown

Drunken I rise
And stumble towards
The light of the moon upstream
With the birds so far away
And people so few
And far between





自遣

李白

对酒不觉暝
落花盈我衣
醉起步溪月
鸟还人亦稀


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Addendum: Counting the Blossoms


Last night
Sitting up late
Drinking red wine
With Li Bai
This morning looking
At the lawn hungover
I wondered just how
Many petals it took
To fill up his gown










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