As bamboo chill drifts into the bedroom,
Moonlight fills every corner of our
Garden. Heavy dew beads and trickles.
Stars suddenly there, sparse, next aren’t.
Fireflies in dark flight flash. Waking
Waterbirds begin calling, one to another.
All things caught between shield and sword,
All grief empty, the clear night passes.
Other Poems by Tu Fu
- A Song of an old Cypress
- A Spring View
- A View of Taishan
- Alone in her Beauty
- Border Campaigning
- Gazing at the Great Mount
- Meeting Li Kuei Nien
- To my retired friend Wei
- Tu Fu Poems
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- Photo Credit: Abedan