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22 Sep 11 at 5 pm

Li Po, from “To Send Far Away,” in Selected Poems, trans. David Hinton (via proustitute)

"We made clouds-and-rain love our farewell,
then nothing but autumn grasses remained,

autumn grasses and autumn moths rising,
and thoughts of you all twilight sorrow.

Will I ever see you again, ever darken
this lamp as you loosen my gauze robes?"