Full Moon

Tu Fu

Above the tower -- a lone, twice-sized moon.
On the cold river passing night-filled homes,
It scatters restless gold across the waves.
On mats, it shines richer than silken gauze.

Empty peaks, silence: among sparse stars,
Not yet flawed, it drifts. Pine and cinnamon
Spreading in my old garden . . . All light,
All ten thousand miles at once in its light!

Next 10 Poems

• Tu Fu : Gazing At The Sacred Peak
• Tu Fu : Moonlit Night
• Tu Fu : Morning Rain
• Tu Fu : On A Prospect Of T'ai-shan
• Tu Fu : On Seeing A Pupil Of Kung-sun Dance The Chien-ch`i
• Tu Fu : Overnight At The Riverside Tower
• Tu Fu : Rain
• Tu Fu : Restless Night
• Tu Fu : Spring Night In The Imperial Chancellery
• Tu Fu : Thoughts Of Li Po From The World's End

Previous 10 Poems

• Tu Fu : Dreaming Of Li Po
• Tu Fu : Day's End
• Tu Fu : By The Lake
• Tu Fu : Ballad Of The Old Cypress
• Tu Fu : Ballad Of The Army Carts
• Tu Fu : Alone, Looking For Blossoms Along The River
• Robert Frost : Wood-pile, The
• Robert Frost : Wind And Window Flower
• Robert Frost : What Fifty Said
• Robert Frost : Waiting