Ch'ing P'ing Tiao

Li Po

Clouds bring back to mind her dress, the flowers her face. 
Winds of spring caress the rail where sparkling dew-drops cluster. 
If you cannot see her by the jewelled mountain top, 
Maybe on the moonlit Jasper Terrance you will meet her.

Next 10 Poems

• Li Po : Chuang Tzu And The Butterfly
• Li Po : Clearing At Dawn
• Li Po : Climbing West Of Lotus Flower Peak
• Li Po : Confessional
• Li Po : Down From The Mountain
• Li Po : Drinking Alone
• Li Po : Drinking With Someone In The Mountains
• Li Po : Farewell To Meng Hao-jan
• Li Po : Farewell To Secretary Shu-yun At The Hsieh Tiao Villa In Hsuan-chou
• Li Po : For Meng Hao-jan

Previous 10 Poems

• Li Po : Chiang Chin Chiu
• Li Po : Bringing In The Wine
• Li Po : Before The Cask Of Wine
• Li Po : Bathed And Washed
• Li Po : Autumn River Song
• Li Po : Amidst The Flowers A Jug Of Wine
• Li Po : Alone Looking At The Mountain
• Li Po : Alone And Drinking Under The Moon
• Li Po : About Tu Fu
• Li Po : A Vindication