FOLLOWING the rhymes of Chiang Hui-shu: Bell and drum on the south river bank: home! I wake startled from a dream. Drifting clouds so the world shifts; lone moon such is the light of my mind. Rain drenches down as from a tilted basin; poems flow out like water spilled. The two rivers vie to send me off; beyond treetops I see the slant of a bridge. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOW THEY GO ON by JAMES GALVIN THE BLESSED VIRGIN, COMPARED TO THE AIR WE BREATHE by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS OUR BIRTH-CORD by KOFI ANYIDOHO A SALON SCENE by ANTON ALEXANDER VON AUERSPERG THE PUPPETS by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER MASKS by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON A MEMORIAL ABSTRACT OF A SERMON PREACHED ON PROVERBS, XX, 27 by JOHN BYROM |