I’ve contributed a poem to Aubade Rising:
Yet another adaptation. This was a bit more difficult than other recent pieces, in part because I wanted more detail in the first line. With some difficulty, I refrained from adding it.
To Tu Fu (after Li Po)
I arrive, finally, at this:
above me, Shaqiu City
among the ancient trees
and the autumn winds at sunset.
Lu wine can’t make me drunk,
These songs do nothing for me.
My thoughts flow to you like the
Wen River on its journey south.
And here’s the transliteration on Chinese-poems.com:
Sent to Du Fu below Shaqiu City
I come finally what thing
High lie Sha qiu city
City beside are ancient trees
Sun set join autumn sounds
Lu wine not can drunk
Qi song vain again feel
Think you resemble Wen water
Mighty immense send south journey