after evening make-up
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after evening make-up
soon after
the evening make-up
some rouge smeared
tip of the tongue unfolds
her mouth like a cherry
nearly silently chanting
gentlest of songs
crimson prints left
to the cup’s rim,
splashes of wine
redden her sleeve,
this heavenly nymph
lounges against
the embroidered bed
she chews a red thread
and coyly spits it in
her lover’s direction
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in winter’s depth
sun high in the sky
but on earth we’re still frozen
I add to the brazier
carbon shaped like a beast
dance steps have wrinkled
the red brocade mat
anything to keep warm
I bend to pick up gold pins
I’ve dropped. I take a flower
and sniff. Music of bamboo
from palaces elsewhere
the beast in the fire is ash
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beauty waking
on the fairies’ hill
a painted hall
and in it
beauty sleeps
and in it
silence
is a kind
of speech
clouds of hair
on a pillow like cloud
embroidered cloth
steeped in scent
I sneak in
but she wakes
from the dream
from behind
the silver and gilt
of the screen
smile of the eyes
takes me in
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orioles depart with joy
daybreak
and the twilight sloughs
clouds dissolve in sunshine
wake from a dream
of fragrant grass
the wild geese scattered
as their cries
the chanting orioles disperse
last petals fall like rain
a desolation in the painted hall
waiting for her return
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fragment:
flowers in the backyard
rare trees grow behind the house
and finer foliage by the mirror
I’ve placed there…
…flowers bloom as years before
the moon as round as ever
the air rings green with light
the voice is vanishing
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picking mulberries
1
red flowers by the temple
all faded to dust
where are the light steps
of Spring?
frowning brows
and free flowing locks
loneliness has its boudoir
waits for the incense ash to drop
what is unbearable must be borne
she sleeps on a stone pillow of facts
reckless he comes
into her dreams
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picking mulberries
2
evening envelops
pulley tackle, gold well, parasol trees
autumn breeze startles
the trees from their doze
old rain with new grief
over the hook
the bamboo screen hitched
beside the jade window
she sits frowning
on the far frontier
if only a carp
would carry him
her missive
if only the river
would wind upstream
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crows crying at night
1
last night the wind
blew with the rain
autumn came moaning
through curtains
candles wept
the water clock grew weary
tossing about on the pillow
I rose and couldn’t sleep again
mundane affairs
float away with the stream
how, without wine
could we live?
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crows crying at night
2
spring flowers floated
away too soon
too soon the Spring
has fled
cold rain at sunrise
chill wind in the twilight
rouged tears
and my drunken state
when will we two meet again?
life is a river run east
always east
Spring always
gone too soon
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past dusk in the attic
candles have burnt out
one by one
fallen weeds won’t rest
in a dream
I followed footprints
back to the far distant past
the faces were horrible there
in a pavilion beside the river
I watch the ever onward tide
dusk in the attic
twilight among shaded flowers
my soul climbs the mountain
tears fall for my country
so far away
the past is much nearer
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green of Spring
the wind returns
casts new green on the grass
willows shoot with the coming of Spring
I lean on the balustrade wordless with longing
bamboo and new moon just as in spent days
tune of the reed pipes yet
fine wine still in these cups
now the surface of the pond starts to thaw
bright the candles and giddy the incense
frost like hair on my temples drips
green of Spring
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sand of the silk-washing stream
moss grows over this wind
autumn steps down to the river
the jade curtain hangs
gold swords have been buried
ambition is done
a moon blooms over attic
and palace
how dreary the shadows
the river casts in
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willows in Spring
soft spring rain
through the curtains of willow
ticktock of the water clock
wounding that night
startling wild geese
crows on the gate tower
the lady in her lonely bed
starting too
a fragrant mist
thin glimmer of the candle’s last
here comes the hero
from the embroidery
dazzled by life
unwittingly he slips
into my dream
I hold him till
we have spent
the whole night