metaphorformetaphor: “Drafty winds and fine rain Make a chilly Spring. I drink wine, remembering…

metaphorformetaphor:

“Drafty winds and fine rain Make a chilly Spring. I drink wine, remembering bygone happiness, Under the pear blossoms, Weeping with misery. Through the scented grasses And broken mists, we walked Along the southern bank of the river, Tears of farewell Blurring the distant mountains. Last night I was fulfilled in a dream. Speechless, we made love In mist and clouds. Alas, when I awoke The old agony returned. I tossed in my quilt Angry at my own helplessness. It is easier to see Heaven Than to see you.”

CHU SHU-CHEN, from “Spring Joy,” Songs of Love, Moon, Wind: Poems from the Chinese (New Directions , 2009)

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