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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391179" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Exile’s Letter</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">To So-Kin of Rakuyo, ancient friend, Chancellor of<br>Gen.<br>Now I remember that you built me a special tavern<br>By the south side of the bridge at Ten-Shin.<br>With yellow gold and white jewels, we paid for songs<br>and laughter<br>And we were drunk for month on month, forgetting the<br>kings and princes.<br>Intelligent men came drifting in from the sea and from<br>the west border,<br>And with them, and with you especially<br>There was nothing at cross purpose,<br>And they made nothing of sea-crossing or of mountain-<br>crossing,<br>If only they could be of that fellowship,<br>And we all spoke out our hearts and minds, and without<br>regret.<br>And when I was sent off to South Wei,<br>smothered in laurel groves,<br>And you to the north of Raku-hoku,<br>Till we had nothing but thoughts and memories in<br>common.<br>And then, when separation had come to its worst,<br>We met, and travelled into Sen-Go,<br>Through all the thirty-six folds of the turning and<br>twisting waters,<br>Into a valley of the thousand bright flowers,<br>That was the first valley;<br>And into ten thousand valleys full of voices and pine-<br>winds.<br>And with silver harness and reins of gold,<br>Out came the East of Kan foreman and his company.<br>And there came also the ‘True man’ of Shi-yo to meet<br>me,<br>Playing on a jewelled mouth-organ.<br>In the storied houses of San-Ko they gave us more<br>Sennin music,<br>Many instruments, like the sound of young phoenix<br>broods.<br>The foreman of Kan Chu, drunk, danced<br>because his long sleeves wouldn't keep still<br>With that music playing,<br>And I, wrapped in brocade, went to sleep with my<br>head on his lap,<br>And my spirit so high it was all over the heavens,<br>And before the end of the day we were scattered like<br>stars, or rain.<br>I had to be off to So, far away over the waters,<br>You back to your river-bridge.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And your father, who was brave as a leopard,<br>Was governor in Hei Shu, and put down the barbarian<br>rabble.<br>And one May he had you send for me,<br>despite the long distance.<br>And what with broken wheels and so on, I won't say it<br>wasn't hard going,<br>Over roads twisted like sheep's guts.<br>And I was still going, late in the year,<br>in the cutting wind from the North,<br>And thinking how little you cared for the cost,<br>and you caring enough to pay it.<br>And what a reception:<br>Red jade cups, food well set on a blue jewelled table,<br>And I was drunk, and had no thought of returning.<br>And you would walk out with me to the western corner<br>of the castle,<br>To the dynastic temple, with water about it clear as<br>blue jade,<br>With boats floating, and the sound of mouth-organs and<br>drums,<br>With ripples like dragon-scales, going grass green on the<br>water,<br>Pleasure lasting, with courtezans, going and coming<br>without hindrance,<br>With the willow flakes falling like snow,<br>And the vermilioned girls getting drunk about sunset,<br>And the water, a hundred feet deep, reflecting green<br>eyebrows<br>Eyebrows painted green are a fine sight in young<br>moonlight,<br>Gracefully painted<br>And the girls singing back at each other,<br>Dancing in transparent brocade,<br>And the wind lifting the song, and interrupting it,<br>Tossing it up under the clouds.<br>And all this comes to an end.<br>And is not again to be met with.<br>I went up to the court for examination,<br>Tried Layu's luck, offered the Choyo song,<br>And got no promotion,<br>and went back to the East Mountains<br>White-headed.<br>And once again, later, we met at the South bridge-head.<br>And then the crowd broke up, you went north to San<br>palace,<br>And if you ask how I regret that parting:<br>It is like the flowers falling at Spring's end<br>Confused, whirled in a tangle.<br>What is the use of talking, and there is no end of talking,<br>There is no end of things in the heart.<br>I call in the boy,<br>Have him sit on his knees here<br>To seal this,<br>And send it a thousand miles, thinking.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ezra+Pound">Ezra Pound</a><div class=q>
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Now I remember that you built me a special tavern
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With yellow gold and white jewels, we paid for songs
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