She Spins Silk
Read 'She Spins Silk' by 'Li Po' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
She Spins Silk by Li Po
Far up river in Szechuan,
waters rise as spring winds roar.
How can I dare to meet her now,
to brave the dangerous gorge?
The grass grows green in the valley below
where silk worms silently spin.
Her hands work threads that never end,
dawn to dusk when the cuckoo sings.
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