Alone in my secluded hut,
I think of you all day, Li Po.
Whenever I read of friendship,
I remember your friendly poems.
Harsh winds tatter your old clothes
as you search for the wine of endless life.
Unable to go with you, I remember only
that old hermitage we’d hoped to make a home.
translated by Sam Hamill
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L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
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Beautiful nostalgic!
Glad you like it.
Beautiful and lovely memory.
Glad you like it.
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