On Hearing Her Play The Harp by Li Tüan

zdunno03's avatarLeonard Durso

Her hands of white jade by a window of snow
Are glimmering on a golden-fretted harp–
And to draw the quick eye of Chou Yü,
She touches a wrong note now and then.

translated by Witter Bynner & Kiang Kang-hu

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      • Men are clever, women just crafty – don’t mean to be unkind just I always got on better with Men than Women, perhaps because I worked more with Men than Women. There were three women I worked with when I started at The Prudential, Holborn London, one was my boss the other two well I was 16 years of age when I started there and they were in their Fifties and made my life as difficult as possible, so I just spoke more to the Men on the two floors of the office, loved working for them. Hope you don’t mind me chatting like this.

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