Po Chu-I

(China)

Lute - Poem by Po Chu-I

My lute set aside
on the little table
Lazily I meditate
on cherishing feelings
The reason I don't bother
to strum and pluck?
There's a breeze over the strings
and it plays itself

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 30, 2010



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