For the Beach Gulls by Po Chü-I

The crush of age is turning my hair white
and I’m stuck with purple robes of office,

but if my body’s tangled in these fetters,
my heart abides where nothing’s begun.

Happening on wine, I’m drunk in no time,
and loving those mountains, I return late.

They don’t know who I am. Seeing official
falcon-banners flutter, beach gulls scatter.

translated by David Hinton

2 thoughts on “For the Beach Gulls by Po Chü-I

    • Po-Chü-I was a T’ang Dynasty poet but the use of falcons in hunting was common in Ancient China so I imagine banners with falcons on them could have been in evidence in other dynasties as well.

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