To Tu Fu From Shantung

You ask how I spend my time–

I nestle against a treetrunk

and listen to autumn winds

in the pines all night and day.

Shantung wine can’t get me drunk.

The local poets bore me.

My thoughts remain with you,

like the Wen River, endlessly flowing.

Translated by Sam Hamill This poem appeared in Endless River: Li Po and Tu Fu: A Friendship in Poetry translated by Sam Hamill, published by Weatherhill, 1993.

źródło: Read A Little Poetry

10.09.2026

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To Tu Fu From Shantung

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