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August 8th, 2019
I had forgotten this character's name when I suddenly came across a reference to him in another book. The Wikipedia says this of him:
Here is a most exquisite poem written by him in 8th century China that seems utterly timeless, and something that you would have almost thought was written by a 60s beatnik or a some other radical cut out on his own.
WAKING FROM DRUNKENNESS ON A SPRING DAY
"Life in the World is but a big dream;
I will not spoil it by any labour or care."
So saying, I was drunk all the day,
Lying helpless at the porch in front of my door.
When I woke up, I blinked at the garden-lawn;
A lonely bird was singing amid the flowers.
I asked myself, had the day been wet or fine?
The Spring wind was telling the mango-bird.
Moved by its song I soon began to sigh,
And as wine was there I filled my own cup.
Wildly singing I waited for the moon to rise;
When my song was over, all my senses had gone.
Li Bai (705 – 762), also known as Li Po, was a Chinese poet acclaimed from his own day to the present as a genius and romantic figure who took traditional poetic forms to new heights. He and his friend Du Fu (712–770) were the two most prominent figures in the flourishing of Chinese poetry in the mid-Tang Dynasty that is often called the "Golden Age of China".
Here is a most exquisite poem written by him in 8th century China that seems utterly timeless, and something that you would have almost thought was written by a 60s beatnik or a some other radical cut out on his own.
WAKING FROM DRUNKENNESS ON A SPRING DAY
"Life in the World is but a big dream;
I will not spoil it by any labour or care."
So saying, I was drunk all the day,
Lying helpless at the porch in front of my door.
When I woke up, I blinked at the garden-lawn;
A lonely bird was singing amid the flowers.
I asked myself, had the day been wet or fine?
The Spring wind was telling the mango-bird.
Moved by its song I soon began to sigh,
And as wine was there I filled my own cup.
Wildly singing I waited for the moon to rise;
When my song was over, all my senses had gone.
August 8th, 2019