Li Po

(701-762 / Chu / Kazakhstan)

Clearing At Dawn - Poem by Li Po

The fields are chill, the sparse rain has stopped;
The colours of Spring teem on every side.
With leaping fish the blue pond is full;
With singing thrushes the green boughs droop.
The flowers of the field have dabbled their powdered cheeks;
The mountain grasses are bent level at the waist.
By the bamboo stream the last fragment of cloud
Blown by the wind slowly scatters away.

Li Po
tr. Waley


Comments about Clearing At Dawn by Li Po

  • Rookie johnnyy Callicutt Jr. (3/5/2015 3:23:00 AM)

    So beautiful,this poem transports the reader back 1200 years in time to the field of flowers...breathtaking. (Report) Reply

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  • Bronze Star - 2,355 Points Melikhaya Zagagana (11/8/2014 3:04:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem of nature from the best of us. What a wonderful composure by Li Po, blown away. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 184 Points Brian Jani (5/3/2014 3:11:00 AM)

    This poem truly reflects the outdoor sensations (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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