13 February 2011

Like a Dream (Ru meng ling)

I will always recall that day at dusk,
    the pavilion by the creek,
and I was so drunk I couldn't tell
    the way home. My mood left me,
it was late when I turned back in my boat
and I strayed deep among lotuses-
how to get through?
how to get through?
and I startled to flight a whole shoal
    of egrets and gulls.

Li Qingzhao (1084-ca.1151)

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