I sat srinking and did not notice the dusk,
Till falling petals filled the folds of my dress.
Drunken I rose and walked to the moonlit stream;
The birds were gone, and men also few.

Li T'ai-po
tr. Waley

(C) Li Po
03/30/2017


Best Poems of Li Po

• Confessional
• Ballads Of Four Seasons: Summer
• Nefarious War
• In Spring
• Chiang Chin Chiu
• She Spins Silk
• Song Of The Jade Cup
• Mêng Hao-jan
• Under The Moon
• Long Yearning (sent Far)
• To Wang Lun
• A Mountain Revelry
• Lu Mountain, Kiangsi
• On A Picture Screen
• The Solitude Of Night
• Bringing In The Wine
• Autumn River Song
• Summer In The Mountains
• Taking Leave Of A Friend