“From Prison” by Emperor Li Yu


Found in Willow Springs 54

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When shall spring flower, autumn moon cease?

Past gold days are endless.

East wind last night at my tower cell.

My head hard to turn toward a kingdom of moonglow:


Carved jade must be true still in the staircase-

But not the same faces.

You know the full thrust of sorrow?

Over-brimming rivers driving east.

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