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Night Song

Alone among flowers
my jug of wine--
peach-blossomed forgetfulness
and late evening shine--
wine over bridge
is bridge over water,
and moon in a rippling sky.

Someone invited
that mute old loon
to join us on the West Lake.
Our lips open to a tune:
"By the huai he
we walk like immortals..."
Your feet are wet with dew.

A cock in the hills
awakens a gray sun--
my companions must scatter,
and night is gone;
I feign sleep
on this cold bed
in the silent hour before dawn.

Very poetic and beautiful imagery!

I feel a bit dense but I'm not sure if I've fully grasped what it's about. I *think* I have, but I might be off. It seems that it's about a romantic evening outdoors in the night, which is then ended when the sun rises and the narrator is forced to return to his lonely bed and pretend to be asleep. Is that close?

Anyway, I like it

Good job, Corvus!

-Kevin