Clearing At Dawn
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
Next 10 Poems
- Li Po : Climbing West Of Lotus Flower Peak
- Li Po : Confessional
- Li Po : Down From The Mountain
- Li Po : Drinking Alone
- Li Po : Drinking With Someone In The Mountains
- Li Po : Farewell To Meng Hao-jan
- Li Po : Farewell To Secretary Shu-yun At The Hsieh Tiao Villa In Hsuan-chou
- Li Po : For Meng Hao-jan
- Li Po : Gazing At The Cascade On Lu Mountain
- Li Po : Going Up Yoyang Tower
Previous 10 Poems
- Li Po : Chuang Tzu And The Butterfly
- Li Po : Ch'ing P'ing Tiao
- Li Po : Chiang Chin Chiu
- Li Po : Bringing In The Wine
- Li Po : Before The Cask Of Wine
- Li Po : Bathed And Washed
- Li Po : Autumn River Song
- Li Po : Amidst The Flowers A Jug Of Wine
- Li Po : Alone Looking At The Mountain
- Li Po : Alone And Drinking Under The Moon
