Introspection Green Poems

Chinese translations Li Bai

These are my modern English translations of Chinese poems by Li Bai, who was also known as Li Po.



Zazen on Ching-t’ing Mountain
by...

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They've taken it away,
those officers.
There on the green it had remained
for several days,
giving off a strangeness of sorts,
strangeness, of course.

Yes, this kind of thing
happens from...

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I am strong today
I can look Life in the face
   when she asks
What do you want of me?
   and say
I don't...

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Harvey Feinstein,
in I WAS BETTER LAST NIGHT
reflects:

"Artists
return to paint the same landscape
over and again,
but
they do so looking forward."

"The goal isn't to copy
what they've already done,
but...

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You've visited me after a long time: Remember; once, I was brimming with might? Named babbling brook, revered as a singing deity, how blissful was...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Dark skies lurked to press upon 'em
To Autumn they succumbed
Trying to change was superfluous
By twilight, the hills were overcome

Fingertips of trees reached upward
Hoping to prick...

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Make a noise! 

What?

Something, anything that's going to get them movin'.

What?

The mouths.

Mouthe's huh?

The story is told with the mouth.

So is the ******.

Not really, well anything...

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Urban

Dare to touch me without any rules. 
Dare to see the spectacular view on us
In the nearest past
Covered by shadows, covered by dust. 
How passionately...

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Bill is my name, fresh-pressed, dressed in all green,
flaunting the face of a president.
I have long been a resident,
resting in your fold.
Envy may be a...

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Hi!  My name is Mr. Green
I'm sure you've heard of me....... I get around
I just can't go anywhere without being seen

You know, it's amazing...

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Green

As the world becomes more green
With the greatest of intentions
For land and sea, the air we breathe
We are sick with new afflictions

Technology is to simplify
Yet...

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Among its existing old leaves of the mango tree
Arrived fresh flowers in early February

At dawn everyday
Bare gay soles at walk felt tiny granules
A pleasurable scent...

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In my spring of years as bud on limb,
forest and I grew, in my time of play.
Innocence of youth, by the grace of Him,
in the...

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guzzling gree tea ginger ale
chest hair raindrops swinging jubilantly
watching the beautiful blessing snore softly with a smile
still you sneak into the center of my mind
remembering...

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