She Spins Silk
Li Po
Far up river in Szechuan,
waters rise as spring winds roar.
How can I dare to meet her now,
to brave the dangerous gorge?
The grass grows green in the valley below
where silk worms silently spin.
Her hands work threads that never end,
dawn to dusk when the cuckoo sings.
Li T'ai-po
tr. Hamil
Next 10 Poems
- Li Po : Song Of The Forge
- Li Po : Song Of The Jade Cup
- Li Po : Spring Night In Lo-yang Hearing A Flute
- Li Po : Summer In The Mountains
- Li Po : Taking Leave Of A Friend
- Li Po : The Cold Clear Spring At Nanyang
- Li Po : The Old Dust
- Li Po : Thoughts In A Tranquil Night
- Li Po : Threewith The Moon And His Shadow
- Li Po : Through The Yangzi Gorges
Previous 10 Poems
- Li Po : Self-abandonment
- Li Po : Resentment Near The Jade Stairs
- Li Po : Quiet Night Thoughts
- Li Po : Parting At A Wine-shop In Nan-king
- Li Po : On Kusu Terrace
- Li Po : On Dragon Hill
- Li Po : On Climbing In Nan-king To The Terrace Of Phoenixes
- Li Po : On A Picture Screen
- Li Po : Nefarious War
- Li Po : Mountain Drinking Song
