Thoughts of Old Time From a Night-Mooring Under Niuzhu Mountain -- Li Bai

This night to the west of the river's edge
There is not one cloud in the whole blue sky,
As I watch from my deck the autumn moon,
Vainly remembering old General Xie.

I have poems. I can read.
He heard others, but not mine.
Tomorrow I shall hoist my sail,
With fallen maple leaves behing me.

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Poem selected by Dawn Stanton, translator unknown.

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The great Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai (701-762) was born in Suiye, China. His family moved to Jiangyou (170 km from Chengdu) when he was 5 years old. Li Bai left Jiangyou at the age of 20 and traveled throughout much of his life.

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