Poem of the day

 

The Solitude of Night BY LI BAI TRANSLATED BY SHIGEYOSHI OBATA

It was at a wine party— I lay in a drowse, knowing it not. The blown flowers fell and filled my lap. When I arose, still drunken, The birds had all gone to their nests, And there remained but few of my comrades. I went along the river—alone in the moonlight.