About Tu Fu

I met Tu Fu on a mountaintop
in August when the sun was hot.

Under the shade of his big straw hat
his face was sad –

in the years since we last parted,
he’d grown wan, exhausted.

Poor old Tu Fu, I thought then,
he must be agonizing over poetry again.

-Li Po

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4 comments

1. david raphael israel says:

   good-good
   
   d.i.

   February 25th, 2006 at 10:00 pm

2. Avik Chakravarty says:

   

   February 26th, 2006 at 01:12 am

3. Kunal Goel says:

   shutup avik.

   February 26th, 2006 at 12:46 pm

4. alice says:

   nice…

   March 2nd, 2006 at 06:44 pm

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