Classical Poetry
9 worksOrthodox classical Chinese poetry spanning archaic ballads to Tang regulated verse.
- Han & Northern Yuefu · Ballad of MulanTen thousand miles marching to war, crossing passes swift as flight. Chill air rings the watch clapper, cold light shines on armor. Generals die in a hundred battles, warriors return after ten years.
- Imitating the Hard Roads (No. 4)Pour water onto flat ground, and it flows east, west, south, and north in divergent paths. Human life has its destined lot—how can one pace in sighs and sit brooding in grief?
- Imitating the Hard Roads (No. 6)Facing the banquet table I cannot eat; drawing my sword I strike the pillar in long sighs. How long is a real man granted in this mortal world? How can I pace timidly with drooping wings!
- Climbing the Tower by the PondUpon the pond green spring grass sprouts anew; garden willows transform with warbling songbirds. Mourning the exile songs of Bin, moved by the lush laments of Chu.
- Returning across the Lake from the Stone Cliff RetreatBetween dawn and dusk the air and light change; mountains and waters hold a clear radiance.
- Climbing Three Mountains at Dusk and Looking Back Toward the CapitalThe lingering clouds of sunset spread out like damask; the clear river lies still like white silk.
- En Route to Xuancheng Departing Xinlin Anchorage for BanqiaoAt the sky's edge I make out returning boats; among the clouds I discern the riverside trees.
- Song of the Chile PlainsThe Chile Plains beneath Mount Yinshan. The sky is like a grand yurt canopy covering all four wildernesses. The blue heaven is boundless, the vast wilderness unending—the wind blows, grass bends low, and cattle and sheep appear.
- Song of the Western IsletGathering lotus in South Pond in autumn, lotus blossoms rise taller than human heads. Bending low to play with lotus seeds, seeds as crystal-clear as water. If the south wind knows my heart, blow my dreams across to the Western Islet.