A Confession by Tu Mu

With my wine-bottle, watching by river and lake
For a lady so tiny as to dance on my palm,
I awake, after dreaming ten years in Yang-chou,
Known as fickle, even in the Street of Blue Houses.

translated by Witter Bynner & Kiang Kang-hu

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