Li Po

(701-762 / Chu / Kazakhstan)

Li Po Poems

41. On A Picture Screen 12/31/2002
42. Old Poem 4/8/2010
43. Nefarious War 12/31/2002
44. Mountain Drinking Song 12/31/2002
45. Moon Over Mountain Pass 12/31/2002
46. Mêng Hao-Jan 4/8/2010
47. Marble Stairs Grievance 12/31/2002
48. Lu Mountain, Kiangsi 4/8/2010
49. Looking For A Monk And Not Finding Him 12/31/2002
50. Long Yearning (Sent Far) 4/8/2010
51. Listening To A Flute In Yellow Crane Pavillion 12/31/2002
52. Lines For A Taoist Adept 4/8/2010
53. Leaving White King City 12/31/2002
54. Lament Of The Frontier Guard 4/8/2010
55. Lament For Mr Tai 4/8/2010
56. In Spring 4/8/2010
57. Ho Chih-Chang 4/8/2010
58. His Dream Of The Skyland 12/31/2002
59. Hard Is The Journey 12/31/2002
60. Green Mountain 12/31/2002
61. Good Old Moon 12/31/2002
62. Gold Painted Jars - Wines Worth A Thousand. 4/8/2010
63. Going Up Yoyang Tower 12/31/2002
64. Gazing At The Cascade On Lu Mountain 12/31/2002
65. For Meng Hao-Jan 1/13/2003
66. Farewell To Secretary Shu-Yun At The Hsieh Tiao Villa In Hsuan-Chou 12/31/2002
67. Farewell To Meng Hao-Jan 1/1/2004
68. Drinking With Someone In The Mountains 12/31/2002
69. Drinking In The Mountains 4/8/2010
70. Drinking Alone In The Moonlight 4/8/2010
71. Drinking Alone 12/31/2002
72. Down Zhongnan Mountain 4/8/2010
73. Down From The Mountain 12/31/2002
74. Confessional 12/31/2002
75. Climbing West Of Lotus Flower Peak 12/31/2002
76. Clearing At Dawn 12/31/2002
77. Chuang Tzu And The Butterfly 12/31/2002
78. Ch'Ing P'Ing Tiao 12/31/2002
79. Chiang Chin Chiu 12/31/2002
80. Bringing In The Wine 12/31/2002
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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Confessional


There was wine in a cup of gold
and a girl of fifteen from Wu,
her eyebrows painted dark
and with slippers of red brocade.

If her conversation was poor,
how beautifully she could sing!
Together we dined and drank

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