Separation by death must finally be choked down,
but separation in life is a long anguish,
Chiang-nan is a pestilential land;
no word from you there in exile.
You have been in my dreams, old friend,
as if knowing how much I miss you.
Caught in a net,
how is it you still have wings?
I fear you are no longer mortal;
the distance to here is enormous.
When your spirit came, the maples were green;
when it went, the passes were black.
The setting moon spills light on the rafters;
for a moment I think it's your face.
The waters are deep, the waves wide;
don't let the river gods take you.
Dreaming Of Li Bai (1)
Du Fu
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Poem topics: I miss you, death, fear, friend, green, life, light, moon, river, deep, wide, long, moment, face, spirit, black, distance, anguish, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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