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Friday, July 08, 2011

POEM by Li Po: In the Mountains on a Summer Day

Gently I stir a white feather fan,
With open shirt sitting in a green wood.
I take off my cap and hang it on a jutting stone;
A wind from the pine-trees trickles on my bare head.

Li Po (c. 750, trans. Arthur Waley, 1919)


ED: I publish this poem to ward off our chilly winds.

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