Li Bai Poem

Thoughts On a Quiet Night

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Moon-glitter
at the foot of my bedroll
seems on waking
to be feathers of frost.

I raise my head to gaze
at the glittering moon itself
then sink back
longing for home.

Three Poems on Wine
The Solitude of Night

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