On The Boat, Reading Yüan Chen’s Poems by Po Chü-I

Leonard Durso

I sit up with a scroll of your poems, reading before a lamp.
When I’m done, the lamp’s flickering low and dawn’s far off.

My eyes ache. I put out the lamp and sit in the dark. Waves
blown by headwinds: the sound of them slapping at the boat.

translated by David Hinton

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