Li Po

(701-762 / Chu / Kazakhstan)

Li Po Poems

41. Lament For Mr Tai 4/8/2010
42. Lament Of The Frontier Guard 4/8/2010
43. Leaving White King City 12/31/2002
44. Lines For A Taoist Adept 4/8/2010
45. Listening To A Flute In Yellow Crane Pavillion 12/31/2002
46. Long Yearning (Sent Far) 4/8/2010
47. Looking For A Monk And Not Finding Him 12/31/2002
48. Lu Mountain, Kiangsi 4/8/2010
49. Marble Stairs Grievance 12/31/2002
50. Mêng Hao-Jan 4/8/2010
51. Moon Over Mountain Pass 12/31/2002
52. Mountain Drinking Song 12/31/2002
53. Nefarious War 12/31/2002
54. Old Poem 4/8/2010
55. On A Picture Screen 12/31/2002
56. On Climbing In Nan-King To The Terrace Of Phoenixes 12/31/2002
57. On Dragon Hill 12/31/2002
58. On Kusu Terrace 12/31/2002
59. Parting At A Wine-Shop In Nan-King 12/31/2002
60. Quiet Night Thoughts 12/31/2002
61. Reaching The Hermitage 4/8/2010
62. Remembering The Springs At Ch’ih-Chou 4/8/2010
63. Resentment Near The Jade Stairs 4/8/2010
64. Resentment Near The Jade Stairs 12/31/2002
65. Self-Abandonment 12/31/2002
66. She Spins Silk 12/31/2002
67. Song Of The Forge 12/31/2002
68. Song Of The Jade Cup 12/31/2002
69. Spring Night In Lo-Yang Hearing A Flute 12/31/2002
70. Summer In The Mountains 12/31/2002
71. Taking Leave Of A Friend 12/31/2002
72. The Ching-Ting Mountain 7/27/2015
73. The Cold Clear Spring At Nanyang 12/31/2002
74. The Exile’s Letter 4/8/2010
75. The Moon At The Fortified Pass 4/8/2010
76. The Old Dust 12/31/2002
77. The River-Captain’s Wife – A Letter 4/8/2010
78. The River-Merchant's Wife 4/8/2010
79. The Roosting Crows 4/8/2010
80. The Solitude Of Night 3/24/2015
Best Poem of Li Po

Alone And Drinking Under The Moon

Amongst the flowers I
am alone with my pot of wine
drinking by myself; then lifting
my cup I asked the moon
to drink with me, its reflection
and mine in the wine cup, just
the three of us; then I sigh
for the moon cannot drink,
and my shadow goes emptily along
with me never saying a word;
with no other friends here, I can
but use these two for company;
in the time of happiness, I
too must be happy with all
around me; I sit and sing
and it is as if the moon
accompanies me; then if I
dance, it is my shadow that
dances along with me; ...

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Ch'Ing P'Ing Tiao

Clouds bring back to mind her dress, the flowers her face.
Winds of spring caress the rail where sparkling dew-drops cluster.
If you cannot see her by the jewelled mountain top,
Maybe on the moonlit Jasper Terrance you will meet her.

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