Du Mu

  • To the Early Wild Geese [Tang Poems]

    — Du Mu The foe shoot arrows on frontier in autumn day; The startled grieved wild geese disperse and fly away. The statue sees their shadows pass beneath the moon bright; The lonely palace hears their cries in candlelight. You know the foe would run their horses therefore long. Could you go back one…

  • The Qingming Festival [Tang Poems]

    — Du Mu A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Qingming Festival; The wayfarers’ hearts are going to break on their way. Where can a wine shop be found to drown his sad hours? A cowherd points to a cot amid apricot flowers.

  • Spring in the South of the Yangtze [Tang Poems]

    — Du Mu Orioles sing for miles amid red blooms and green trees; By hills and rills wine shop streamers wave in the breeze. Four hundred eighty splendid temples still remain Of Southern Dynasties in the mist and rain.