• To the Coinlike Golden Flower [Tang Poems]

    — Luo Yin You grow around a tree with a name bright, You cling together steeped in autumn light. If your flowers could be stored up like gold, The rich would pluck you down since days of old.

  • The Simple Room Inscription

    My humble abode is not defined by its height, but by the virtue of its inhabitant. Likewise, a body of water need not be deep to be inhabited by a dragon. This is a humble dwelling, yet my character is fragrant. Moss creeps up the steps, turning them a lush green, while the color…

  • To the Willow [Tang Poems]

    — Luo Yin By riverside you see lovers part on fine day; They cling together but they cannot make spring stay. Your catkins waft in the breeze when your branches sway, Could you retain those who are going far away?

  • To the Bee [Tang Poems]

    — Luo Yin On the plain or atop the hill, Of beauty you enjoy your fill. You gather honey from flowers sweet. For whom are you busy and fleet?

  • White Lotus [Tang Poems]

    — Lu Guimeng White lotus blooms are often outweighed by red flowers; They’d rather be transplanted before lunar bowers. Heartless they seem, but they have deep grief no one knows. See them fall in moonlight when the morning wind blows.

  • To the Chrisanthemum [Tang Poems]

    — Huang Chao In soughing western wind you blossom far and nigh; Your fragrance is too cold to invite butterfly. Some day if I as Lord of Spring come into power, I’d order you to bloom together with peach flower.