By: Li Po
Live it to the fullest.
Ah, wish I had a time machine. First trip, sit on the rocking boat, drinking wine with Li Po and telling him stories about Rexroth. Laughter and a full moon.
Me too.. Li Po had style. He was a man after my own soul...
until the heat of the road
against the cool night
told us: surrender
so we laid our bodies
on the ochre and slept—
--man of aran
Love this. Be good to now who did the translation?
blanket of dawn fog
murmurations of starlings
save me from myself
Excellent Poem
Live it to the fullest.
Ah, wish I had a time machine. First trip, sit on the rocking boat, drinking wine with Li Po and telling him stories about Rexroth. Laughter and a full moon.
Me too.. Li Po had style. He was a man after my own soul...
until the heat of the road
against the cool night
told us: surrender
so we laid our bodies
on the ochre and slept—
--man of aran
Love this. Be good to now who did the translation?
blanket of dawn fog
murmurations of starlings
save me from myself
Excellent Poem