Dreams Of The Tang Dynasty #21

#21 There is no way, there is no balance, All the world is chaos and injustice. Tradition insists that women are darkness, And men are lightness - but tradition is wrong. She was my light- my burning flower, Without her I reside in an eternal moonless night. Losing the last remnant of any love in … Continue reading Dreams Of The Tang Dynasty #21

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Dreams Of The Tang Dynasty #17

#17 We boil spring water to make tea, Sitting on a grassy knoll above the water. The waterfall continues as it has always done, Ten thousand years with little change. How many lovers have sat as we have, Happy and content above this spring? I'm a cautious man, But this woman's a water dragon. She … Continue reading Dreams Of The Tang Dynasty #17

Dreams Of The Tang Dynasty #16

#16 Dragons Scale incense fills the air, I watch her morning rituals from the bed. Two fools who found each other in this life, And yet she still finds the time to pray. Holy priestess of the mountains, Fragrant blossom of the most precarious peaks. She has been overlooked by so many men, But only … Continue reading Dreams Of The Tang Dynasty #16

Dreams Of The Tang Dynasty #15

#15 Unable to Breathe Because of a Letter From the Capitol In my chambers, unable to breathe, All the color has left the world. A letter arrived from Chang’An today, I’ve read it a hundred times, The characters make no sense to my eyes, An official notice of execution. The magistrate tells me it is … Continue reading Dreams Of The Tang Dynasty #15

Something Within The Heart

Something within the heart loves little things And holds them ever while great moments pass; The​ mind that shuns the pageantry​ of kings Will long remember how a blade of grass Held, in a drop of dew, the first faint glow Of daybreak in an April long since ended, Or how some casual footprint in … Continue reading Something Within The Heart

Dreams of The Tang Dynasty #14

#14 A Poem From Chongqing Official duties have taken me so far from home, Down in this southern land of mountains and heat. Only a few hours after sunrise, And already all my clothes are wet. I think about a woman who rules my heart, Alone in her bed, night after night. I write poems … Continue reading Dreams of The Tang Dynasty #14

Dreams of The Tang Dynasty #11

#11 We rowed out to an empty island on the Wei river, Mooring our boat to a fallen tree. She moved like water through the forest, Like a flood through my heart. The night was warm and bright, Lying on my blanket, we chanted poems to the stars. Naked, we woke up wet with morning … Continue reading Dreams of The Tang Dynasty #11

Dreams of The Tang Dynasty #6

#6 For Yu Gone now three long years My nights are long and cold without her. Executed at twenty six years of age, What cruelty to befall such beauty. Some blossoms fall from the tree when the time is right Others are cut down violently and trampled. Chang’An has become as dark as a moonless … Continue reading Dreams of The Tang Dynasty #6

Dreams of The Tang Dynasty #2

#2 For XinMei Her skin is as white and smooth as cream. Her hair, like a dark storm. She dances to an old mountain tune Wearing nothing but a white gauze dress. The cool air blows in through her open windows While we drink wine, and I write poems on her thigh. Her husband is … Continue reading Dreams of The Tang Dynasty #2

Dreams of the Tang Dynasty #1

#1 The moon shines like a phosphorescent pearl, Washing the pines and water in a silver glow. I've walked this wooded path many nights; Singing songs to the heavenly river above About this earthly river below. Sitting on my favorite rock, I write these words with water on stone, "How many years do I have … Continue reading Dreams of the Tang Dynasty #1

游崇真观南楼睹新及第题名处 Visiting the South Tower of Lofty-Truth Temple, I View the Newly Inscribed Names of Imperial Graduates – 鱼玄机 Yu Xuanji

游崇真观南楼, 睹新及第题名处 云峰满目放春晴, 历历银钩指下生。 自恨罗衣掩诗句, 举头空羡榜中名。 -鱼玄机 Visiting the South Tower of Lofty-Truth Temple, I view the newly inscribed names of Imperial Graduates Cloudy summits fill my eyes this fine spring day, I catch every silver stroke beneath my fingertips. How I hate this silk dress which conceals my poetry, I raise my head in … Continue reading 游崇真观南楼睹新及第题名处 Visiting the South Tower of Lofty-Truth Temple, I View the Newly Inscribed Names of Imperial Graduates – 鱼玄机 Yu Xuanji

夏日山居 A Summer Day Living in The Mountains – 鱼玄机 Yu Xuanji

夏日山居 移得仙居此地来, 花丛自遍不曾栽。 庭前亚树张衣桁, 坐上新泉泛酒杯。 轩槛暗传深竹径, 绮罗长拥乱书堆。 闲乘画舫吟明月, 信任轻风吹却回。 鱼玄机 A Summer Day Living In The Mountains I’ve moved to this residence suitable for the gods, Wild clusters of flowers bloom all over. My gown hangs on a tree in the front courtyard; I sit beside a fresh spring floating wine cups. Beyond the pavilion's … Continue reading 夏日山居 A Summer Day Living in The Mountains – 鱼玄机 Yu Xuanji

Lord Byron – Stanzas To The Po

Stanzas To The Po River, that rollest by the ancient walls, Where dwells the lady of my love, when she Walks by thy brink, and there perchance recalls A faint and fleeting memory of me; What if thy deep and ample stream should be A mirror of my heart, where she may read The thousand … Continue reading Lord Byron – Stanzas To The Po

Sacramental Acts

An afternoon beer in the shower The written prayers of a Serbian bishop Eating Mexican food alone at the market Chopsticks and noodles A prayer beneath a canopy of trees Contemplating a woman's lips Contemplating her kiss Waking to the rain on your window Writing a poem for a black widow These are the sacramental … Continue reading Sacramental Acts

I Might Wait In Vain

I wait for a woman Who has the heart of Li Qing Zhao. Do I wait in vain? A woman who sits upon the mountain Just to watch the cherry blossoms bloom, A woman who finds the greatest pleasure in life, Drinking wine and drinking poetry Hours into the night.

Memories of Green

Working on a drawing of a blossom tree With "Memories of Green" playing mellow, Playing melancholy in the yellow incandescence. Lapsang Souchong and a lonely heart Make this man long for the subtle energies of a woman tonight. Amidst the jazz music and traditional Chinese paintings He doesn't have the characters for how he feels, … Continue reading Memories of Green

Open the Blind

Nests in the eaves stir in the dawn Ephemeral as our peace Morning prayer Grace before food I understand The endless sky the small earth The shadow cone Your shining Lips and eyes Your thighs drenched with the sea A telescope full of fireflies Innumerable nebulae all departing Ten billion years before we ever met … Continue reading Open the Blind