I tell you, don’t adore your coat of gold brocade.
I tell you, adore the short spell of youth.
When the blossom is ready it must be plucked.
Don’t wait till flowers drop and break the empty twig.
treanslated by Tony Barnstone & Chou Ping
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L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
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Leonard Durso 
Thank you for finding this… its beautiful and insightful and quite ‘pointed’. Love it 🙂
Unfortunately it’s one of the few poems found of hers and the only poem written by a woman included in the famous anthology Three Hundred Tang Poems.