Last Night

Li Ching ChaoLi Ching Chao

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Last
night
thin
rain,
gusty
wind.Dense
sleep
doesn't
fade
a wine
hangover.I'm talking
to her
who
rolled up
the curtains.Are you
blind!
I
say.By now
they're
fat
green
and skimpy
red.
Li Ching Chao
About the poet

Li Ching Chao

1084 - 1151/ChinaLi Ch'ing Chao was born into a literary family and became an antiquarian, book collector, and calligrapher. Of her six original volumes of lyrics, only about 50 lyrics remain. In Stephen Owen's chapter, "The Snares of Memory," it concentrates…

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