Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | October 25, 2008

POEM OF THE DAY: Autumn Love

by Li Ching Chao (1084 – 1151).


Autumn Love


Search. Search. Seek. Seek.

Cold. Cold. Clear. Clear.

Sorrow. Sorrow. Pain. Pain.

Hot flashes. Sudden chills.

Stabbing pains. Slow agonies.                                                  5

I can find no peace.

I drink two cups, then three bowls,

Of clear wine until I can’t

Stand up against a gust of wind.

Wild geese fly over head.                                                         10

They wrench my heart.

They were our friends in the old days.

Gold chrysanthemums litter

The ground, pile up, faded, dead.

This season I could not bear                                                    15

To pick them. All alone,

Motionless at my window,

I watch the gathering shadows.

Fine rain sifts through the wu-t’ung trees,

And drips, drop by drop, through the dusk.                        20

What can I ever do now?

How can I drive off this word —





  1. Gosh it is so contemporary

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