The Solitude Of Night
It was at a wine party-
I lay in a drowse, knowing it not.
The blown flowers fell and filled my lap.
When I arose, still drunken,
The birds had all gone to their nests,
And there remained but few of my comrades.
I went along the river-alone in the moonlight.
TRANSLATED BY SHIGEYOSHI OBATA
Li Po
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