To Li Po
by Tu FuEnglish version by Eugene Eoyang
Original Language Chinese
Autumn, and we're still like the will-o'-the wisp,
Not having found the elixir, like Ko Hung.
Drinking to excess, singing with abandon, idly passing the day;
Flitting here and there, flailing about, to impress whom?
-- from Sunflower Splendor: Three Thousand Years of Chinese Poetry, Edited by Wu-chi Liu / Edited by Irving Yucheng Lo |
<<Previous Poem | More Poems by Tu Fu | Next Poem >>
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
The Poetry of Zen: (Shambhala Library) | A Drifting Boat: Chinese Zen Poetry | Sunflower Splendor: Three Thousand Years of Chinese Poetry | Li Po and Tu Fu: Poems | Selected Poems of Tu Fu |