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The River-merchant's Wife: A Letter
After Li Po
While my hair was still cut straight
across my forehead
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Ezra Pound
After Li Po
While my hair was still cut straight
across my forehead
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Ezra Pound
On The Lake (1)
Mountain monks facing chess sit
Board on bamboo dark quiet
Shine bamboo no person see
Sometimes hear down chess piece sound
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Bai Juyi
Mountain monks facing chess sit
Board on bamboo dark quiet
Shine bamboo no person see
Sometimes hear down chess piece sound
.....
Bai Juyi
Running Amok
In the slums of Tondo, people dwell
in shacks of cardboard, bits of bamboo,
corrugated metal, and a few cement blocks.
.....
Nick Carbo
In the slums of Tondo, people dwell
in shacks of cardboard, bits of bamboo,
corrugated metal, and a few cement blocks.
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Nick Carbo
The Gardener Xiv: I Was Walking By The Road
I was walking by the road, I do not
know why, when the noonday was past
and bamboo branches rustled in the
wind.
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Rabindranath Tagore
I was walking by the road, I do not
know why, when the noonday was past
and bamboo branches rustled in the
wind.
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Rabindranath Tagore
From Autumn Thoughts, Poem 1
Jade frost bites the maple trees
and Wu Mountain and Wu Gorge breathe out dark fear
as river waves rise up to the sky
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Du Fu
Jade frost bites the maple trees
and Wu Mountain and Wu Gorge breathe out dark fear
as river waves rise up to the sky
.....
Du Fu
The River-merchant's Wife
While my hair was still cut straight across my forehead
I played about the front gate, pulling flowers.
You came by on bamboo stilts, playing horse,
You walked about my seat, playing with blue plums.
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Li Po
While my hair was still cut straight across my forehead
I played about the front gate, pulling flowers.
You came by on bamboo stilts, playing horse,
You walked about my seat, playing with blue plums.
.....
Li Po
Thousand Star Hotel, Hanoi
I.
Over the road from the three star Galaxy Hotel is our hotel,
the old park on Phan Dinh Phung Street,
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S. K. Kelen
I.
Over the road from the three star Galaxy Hotel is our hotel,
the old park on Phan Dinh Phung Street,
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S. K. Kelen
Restless Night
As bamboo chill drifts into the bedroom,
Moonlight fills every corner of our
Garden. Heavy dew beads and trickles.
Stars suddenly there, sparse, next aren't.
.....
Du Fu
As bamboo chill drifts into the bedroom,
Moonlight fills every corner of our
Garden. Heavy dew beads and trickles.
Stars suddenly there, sparse, next aren't.
.....
Du Fu
Day Sleeping Girl
Summer breeze is sporadically blowing,
Lying down the young girl slides into sleeping.
Her bamboo comb loosely attached to her hair,
Her pink bra below her waist dropped down fair.
.....
Ho Xuan Huong
Summer breeze is sporadically blowing,
Lying down the young girl slides into sleeping.
Her bamboo comb loosely attached to her hair,
Her pink bra below her waist dropped down fair.
.....
Ho Xuan Huong
Questions Of Travel
There are too many waterfalls here; the crowded streams
hurry too rapidly down to the sea,
and the pressure of so many clouds on the mountaintops
makes them spill over the sides in soft slow-motion,
.....
Elizabeth Bishop
There are too many waterfalls here; the crowded streams
hurry too rapidly down to the sea,
and the pressure of so many clouds on the mountaintops
makes them spill over the sides in soft slow-motion,
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Elizabeth Bishop
Extreme Orient
A barge adrift the Perfumed River-
reclining beneath a parasol
is the courtesan Tigress waving her fan
-barge floats past village and pagoda,
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S. K. Kelen
A barge adrift the Perfumed River-
reclining beneath a parasol
is the courtesan Tigress waving her fan
-barge floats past village and pagoda,
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S. K. Kelen
A Foresaken Garden
I enter the court
Through the middle gateâ??
And my sleeve is wet with tears.
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Bai Juyi
I enter the court
Through the middle gateâ??
And my sleeve is wet with tears.
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Bai Juyi
Nippon
Last night, I dreamed of Nippon....
I saw a cloud of white
Drifting before the sunset
On seas of opal light.
.....
Alfred Noyes
Last night, I dreamed of Nippon....
I saw a cloud of white
Drifting before the sunset
On seas of opal light.
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Alfred Noyes
The Cranes
The western wind has blown but a few days;
Yet the first leaf already flies from the bough.
On the drying paths I walk in my thin shoes;
In the first cold I have donned my quilted coat.
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Bai Juyi
The western wind has blown but a few days;
Yet the first leaf already flies from the bough.
On the drying paths I walk in my thin shoes;
In the first cold I have donned my quilted coat.
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Bai Juyi
On The Keowee
Three days searchers worked below
rock-leaps her feet had not bridged,
men trolling grabbling hooks through
suck hole and blue hole, bamboo
.....
Ron Rash
Three days searchers worked below
rock-leaps her feet had not bridged,
men trolling grabbling hooks through
suck hole and blue hole, bamboo
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Ron Rash
At The Grave Of Walker
He lies low in the levelled sand,
Unsheltered from the tropic sun,
And now of all he knew not one
Will speak him fair in that far land.
.....
Joaquin Miller
He lies low in the levelled sand,
Unsheltered from the tropic sun,
And now of all he knew not one
Will speak him fair in that far land.
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Joaquin Miller
Planting Bamboos
Unrewarded, my will to serve the State;
At my closed door autumn grasses grow.
What could I do to ease a rustic heart?
I planted bamboo, more than a hundred shoots.
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Bai Juyi
Unrewarded, my will to serve the State;
At my closed door autumn grasses grow.
What could I do to ease a rustic heart?
I planted bamboo, more than a hundred shoots.
.....
Bai Juyi
Night Snow
Startled at the cold stiffness of my pillow,
I see that the window is a sheet of pure white.
Deep in the night, the weight of snow increases
Until I hear bamboo snapping in the darkness.
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Bai Juyi
Startled at the cold stiffness of my pillow,
I see that the window is a sheet of pure white.
Deep in the night, the weight of snow increases
Until I hear bamboo snapping in the darkness.
.....
Bai Juyi
Reaching The Hermitage
At evening I make it down the mountain.
Keeping company with the moon.
Looking back I see the paths Iâ??ve taken
Blue now, blue beneath the skyline.
.....
Li Po
At evening I make it down the mountain.
Keeping company with the moon.
Looking back I see the paths Iâ??ve taken
Blue now, blue beneath the skyline.
.....
Li Po
While The Bannock Bakes
Light up your pipe again, old chum, and sit awhile with me;
I've got to watch the bannock bake-how restful is the air!
You'd little think that we were somewhere north of Sixty-three,
Though where I don't exactly know, and don't precisely care.
.....
Robert Service
Light up your pipe again, old chum, and sit awhile with me;
I've got to watch the bannock bake-how restful is the air!
You'd little think that we were somewhere north of Sixty-three,
Though where I don't exactly know, and don't precisely care.
.....
Robert Service
Clearing At Dawn
The fields are chill, the sparse rain has stopped;
The colours of Spring teem on every side.
With leaping fish the blue pond is full;
With singing thrushes the green boughs droop.
.....
Li Po
The fields are chill, the sparse rain has stopped;
The colours of Spring teem on every side.
With leaping fish the blue pond is full;
With singing thrushes the green boughs droop.
.....
Li Po
A Cuckoo Cries
a cuckoo cries
and through a thicket of bamboo
the late moon shines
.....
Matsuo Basho
a cuckoo cries
and through a thicket of bamboo
the late moon shines
.....
Matsuo Basho
The Gardener Lxiv: I Spent My Day
I spent my day on the scorching
hot dust of the road.
Now, in the cool of the evening, I
knock at the door of the inn. It is
.....
Rabindranath Tagore
I spent my day on the scorching
hot dust of the road.
Now, in the cool of the evening, I
knock at the door of the inn. It is
.....
Rabindranath Tagore
The Land Of The Exile
Mother, the light has grown grey in the sky; I do not know what
the time is.
There is no fun in my play, so I have come to you. It is
Saturday, our holiday.
.....
Rabindranath Tagore
Mother, the light has grown grey in the sky; I do not know what
the time is.
There is no fun in my play, so I have come to you. It is
Saturday, our holiday.
.....
Rabindranath Tagore
The Unheeded Pageant
Ah, who was it coloured that little frock, my child, and covered
your sweet limbs with that little red tunic?
You have come out in the morning to play in the courtyard,
tottering and tumbling as you run.
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Rabindranath Tagore
Ah, who was it coloured that little frock, my child, and covered
your sweet limbs with that little red tunic?
You have come out in the morning to play in the courtyard,
tottering and tumbling as you run.
.....
Rabindranath Tagore
Sleep-stealer
Who stole sleep from baby's eyes? I must know.
Clasping her pitcher to her waist mother went to fetch water
from the village near by.
It was noon. The children's playtime was over; the ducks in
.....
Rabindranath Tagore
Who stole sleep from baby's eyes? I must know.
Clasping her pitcher to her waist mother went to fetch water
from the village near by.
It was noon. The children's playtime was over; the ducks in
.....
Rabindranath Tagore
Hokku Poems In Four Seasons
Spring
The year's first poem done,
with smug self confidence
.....
Yosa Buson
Spring
The year's first poem done,
with smug self confidence
.....
Yosa Buson
The Pity Of It
I. In South Africa
Over the lonesome African plain
The stars look down, like eyes of the slain.
.....
Katharine Lee Bates
I. In South Africa
Over the lonesome African plain
The stars look down, like eyes of the slain.
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Katharine Lee Bates
The Further Bank
I long to go over there to the further bank of the river.
Where those boats are tied to the bamboo poles in a line;
Where men cross over in their boats in the morning with
ploughs on their shoulders to till their far-away fields;
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Rabindranath Tagore
I long to go over there to the further bank of the river.
Where those boats are tied to the bamboo poles in a line;
Where men cross over in their boats in the morning with
ploughs on their shoulders to till their far-away fields;
.....
Rabindranath Tagore
A Woman Of Quality
Matchless in breeding and beauty,
a fine lady has taken refuge
in this forsaken valley.
She is of good family, she says,
.....
Du Fu
Matchless in breeding and beauty,
a fine lady has taken refuge
in this forsaken valley.
She is of good family, she says,
.....
Du Fu
Alone, Looking For Blossoms Along The River
The sorrow of riverside blossoms inexplicable,
And nowhere to complain -- I've gone half crazy.
I look up our southern neighbor. But my friend in wine
Gone ten days drinking. I find only an empty bed.
.....
Du Fu
The sorrow of riverside blossoms inexplicable,
And nowhere to complain -- I've gone half crazy.
I look up our southern neighbor. But my friend in wine
Gone ten days drinking. I find only an empty bed.
.....
Du Fu
The Spanish Needle
Lovely dainty Spanish needle
With your yellow flower and white,
Dew bedecked and softly sleeping,
Do you think of me to-night?
.....
Claude Mckay
Lovely dainty Spanish needle
With your yellow flower and white,
Dew bedecked and softly sleeping,
Do you think of me to-night?
.....
Claude Mckay
Lover's Gifts Xvi: She Dwelt Here By The Pool
She dwelt here by the pool with its landing-stairs in ruins. Many
an evening she had watched the moon made dizzy by the shaking of
bamboo leaves, and on many a rainy day the smell of the wet earth
had come to her over the young shoots of rice.
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Rabindranath Tagore
She dwelt here by the pool with its landing-stairs in ruins. Many
an evening she had watched the moon made dizzy by the shaking of
bamboo leaves, and on many a rainy day the smell of the wet earth
had come to her over the young shoots of rice.
.....
Rabindranath Tagore
Song Of The Guitar.
In the tenth year of Yuanhe I was banished and demoted to be assistant official in Jiujiang. In the summer of the next year I was seeing a friend leave Penpu and heard in the midnight from a neighbouring boat a guitar played in the manner of the capital. Upon inquiry, I found that the player had formerly been a dancing-girl there and in her maturity had been married to a merchant. I invited her to my boat to have her play for us. She told me her story, heyday and then unhappiness. Since my departure from the capital I had not felt sad; but that night, after I left her, I began to realize my banishment. And I wrote this long poem -- six hundred and twelve characters.
I was bidding a guest farewell, at night on the Xunyang River,
Where maple-leaves and full-grown rushes rustled in the autumn.
.....
Bai Juyi
In the tenth year of Yuanhe I was banished and demoted to be assistant official in Jiujiang. In the summer of the next year I was seeing a friend leave Penpu and heard in the midnight from a neighbouring boat a guitar played in the manner of the capital. Upon inquiry, I found that the player had formerly been a dancing-girl there and in her maturity had been married to a merchant. I invited her to my boat to have her play for us. She told me her story, heyday and then unhappiness. Since my departure from the capital I had not felt sad; but that night, after I left her, I began to realize my banishment. And I wrote this long poem -- six hundred and twelve characters.
I was bidding a guest farewell, at night on the Xunyang River,
Where maple-leaves and full-grown rushes rustled in the autumn.
.....
Bai Juyi
Alone, Looking For Blossoms Along The River
The sorrow of riverside blossoms inexplicable,
And nowhere to complain -- I've gone half crazy.
I look up our southern neighbor. But my friend in wine
Gone ten days drinking. I find only an empty bed.
.....
Tu Fu
The sorrow of riverside blossoms inexplicable,
And nowhere to complain -- I've gone half crazy.
I look up our southern neighbor. But my friend in wine
Gone ten days drinking. I find only an empty bed.
.....
Tu Fu
Song Of Unending Sorrow.
China's Emperor, craving beauty that might shake an empire,
Was on the throne for many years, searching, never finding,
Till a little child of the Yang clan, hardly even grown,
Bred in an inner chamber, with no one knowing her,
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Bai Juyi
China's Emperor, craving beauty that might shake an empire,
Was on the throne for many years, searching, never finding,
Till a little child of the Yang clan, hardly even grown,
Bred in an inner chamber, with no one knowing her,
.....
Bai Juyi
The Rainy Day
Sullen clouds are gathering fast over the black fringe of the
forest.
O child, do not go out!
The palm trees in a row by the lake are smiting their heads
.....
Rabindranath Tagore
Sullen clouds are gathering fast over the black fringe of the
forest.
O child, do not go out!
The palm trees in a row by the lake are smiting their heads
.....
Rabindranath Tagore
Eating Bamboo Shoots
My new province is a land of bamboo-groves:
Their shoots in spring fill the valleys and hills.
The mountain woodman cuts an armful of them
And brings them down to sell at the early market.
.....
Bai Juyi
My new province is a land of bamboo-groves:
Their shoots in spring fill the valleys and hills.
The mountain woodman cuts an armful of them
And brings them down to sell at the early market.
.....
Bai Juyi
The North Window: Bamboo And Rock
A magisterial rock windswept and pure
and a few bamboo so lavish and green:
facing me, they seem full of sincerity.
.....
Bai Juyi
A magisterial rock windswept and pure
and a few bamboo so lavish and green:
facing me, they seem full of sincerity.
.....
Bai Juyi
Staying At Bamboo
an evening sitting under
the eaves of the pines
at night sleeping
in Bamboo Lodge
.....
Bai Juyi
an evening sitting under
the eaves of the pines
at night sleeping
in Bamboo Lodge
.....
Bai Juyi
Enjoying Pine And Bamboo
I treasure what front eaves face
and all that north windows frame.
Bamboo winds lavish out windows,
.....
Bai Juyi
I treasure what front eaves face
and all that north windows frame.
Bamboo winds lavish out windows,
.....
Bai Juyi
Orientale
She's an enchanting little Israelite,
A world of hidden dimples!-Dusky-eyed,
A starry-glancing daughter of the Bride,
With hair escaped from some Arabian Night,
.....
William Ernest Henley
She's an enchanting little Israelite,
A world of hidden dimples!-Dusky-eyed,
A starry-glancing daughter of the Bride,
With hair escaped from some Arabian Night,
.....
William Ernest Henley
Tz'u No. 18
To the tune of "Intoxicated in the Shadow of Flowers"
Thin mist, dense clouds, a grief-stricken day;
auspicious incense burns in the gold animal.
.....
Li Ching Chao
To the tune of "Intoxicated in the Shadow of Flowers"
Thin mist, dense clouds, a grief-stricken day;
auspicious incense burns in the gold animal.
.....
Li Ching Chao
September On Jessore Road
Millions of babies watching the skies
Bellies swollen, with big round eyes
On Jessore Road--long bamboo huts
Noplace to shit but sand channel ruts
.....
Allen Ginsberg
Millions of babies watching the skies
Bellies swollen, with big round eyes
On Jessore Road--long bamboo huts
Noplace to shit but sand channel ruts
.....
Allen Ginsberg
The Sausage Candidate-a Tale Of The Elections
Our fathers, brave men were and strong,
And whisky was their daily liquor;
They used to move the world along
In better style than now -- and quicker.
.....
Banjo Paterson
Our fathers, brave men were and strong,
And whisky was their daily liquor;
They used to move the world along
In better style than now -- and quicker.
.....
Banjo Paterson
My Still Bank
When I was a little girl
I have a tube coin bank
An enclosed bamboo segment
With a slit at the side
.....
Rose Marie Juan Austin
When I was a little girl
I have a tube coin bank
An enclosed bamboo segment
With a slit at the side
.....
Rose Marie Juan Austin
The Sausage Candidate - A Tale Of The Elections
Our fathers, brave men were and strong,
And whiskey was their daily liquor;
They used to move the world along
In better style than now, and quicker.
.....
Banjo Paterson (andrew Barton)
Our fathers, brave men were and strong,
And whiskey was their daily liquor;
They used to move the world along
In better style than now, and quicker.
.....
Banjo Paterson (andrew Barton)
Gioconda And Si-ya-u
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U,
whose head was cut off in Shanghai
A CLAIM
.....
Nazim Hikmet
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U,
whose head was cut off in Shanghai
A CLAIM
.....
Nazim Hikmet