Quiet Night Thought At the foot of my bed, moonlight Yes, I suppose there is frost on the ground. Lifting my head I gaze at the bright moon Bowing my head, thinking of home. Jìng yè sī Chuáng qián míngyuè guāng Yí shì dìshang shuāng Jǔtóu wàng míngyuè Dītóu sī gùxiāng 靜夜思 床前明月光 疑是地上霜 舉頭望明月…
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Old poems like old friends
Thought One of Four Poems A lonely swan comes from the sea Daring not to land on lake or pond Looking aside, he spies a kingfisher pair Three nesting on a pearled tree Bravely at the tree’s top Have they no fear of stones? For those clothed in beauty invite people pointing And the mighty…
To Prime Minister Zhang: Looking at Lake Dongting – Meng Haoran
To Prime Minister Zhang: Looking at Lake Dongting In August (the eighth lunar month), the lake is peaceful, Boundless waters blend with the sky and Over the Cloud-Dream Marsh a damp mist rises and The waves are breaking against the walls of Yueyang City. I wish to cross the lake, but there is no boat…
Zhang Jiuling – Thoughts I
Thoughts, First of Four A lonely swan comes from the sea Not daring to land on lake or pond Looking aside, he spies a pair of kingfishers Nesting on a three-pearled tree Bravely resting at the tree’s summit Have they no fear of slingshots? Beautiful clothes invite pointing fingers And, the high and wise face…
Thoughts 3 – Zhang Jiuling
Zhang Jiuling composed 4 Thoughts that were incorporated in the Book of 300 Tang Poems. Gentle reader, I give you two translation of Zhang Jiuling’s Thoughts 3: Thoughts 3 – Zhang Jiuling Alone in his abode, a quiet man, cleansed of care, composes his thoughts, And projects them to the soaring goose, because it will…
Spring Thoughts – Li Bai
Draft – simple thought, tough poem to tackle, let me come back and get it right. Spring Thoughts In Yan, like blue silk threads, the grass grows In Qin, it is said, mulberry leaves of emerald green hang low Somewhere, a husband dreams of returning homeTo his heartbroken wife whoFeels the spring breeze strangeAs it…
Thoughts on a Silent Night – Li Bai
Poetry is meant to be read and reread. The retelling changing the meaning ever so slightly. So, I am rereading and retelling Li Bai’s famous poem, Thoughts on a Silent Night. Thoughts on a Silent Night Moonlight falls at the foot of my bed, Seeming like frost on the frozen ground. I look up and…
100 Tang Poems 