an evening with li bai

26 Oct

we sat under the silvery moon

drinking down the moonlight

enjoyed the busy garden

with colours red, violet, yellow and white

he talked about his unsuccessful career

while i listened understandably

he began to sing out his poetry—one after another

in between fairy dews

the more he drank

the greater a poet surfaced in him

i give my salutation to li bai

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