Category Archives: Su Tung-P’o

Su Tung P’o — lyrics to the tune of “Fairy Grotto”

lyrics to the tune of “Fairy Grotto” Su Tung-P’o 1037-1101 CE (translated by William P. Coleman) She has ice flesh, jade bones: pure of themselves, cool, with no perspiration. When wind comes, her water palace fills with hidden fragrance and … Continue reading

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Su Tung P’o — Impromptu Verse, again

Impromptu Verse, again Su Tung-P’o 1037-1101 CE (translated by William P. Coleman) With white hair that the wind’s blown — frosted, loose — in this small pavilion, I lie on a rattan mat seeming sick. The doctor says spring sleep … Continue reading

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Su Tung P’o — Impromptu Verse

Impromptu Verse Su Tung-P’o 1037-1101 CE (translated by William P. Coleman) Lonely, Tung P’o, a sick old man has white hair that the wind blows — frosted, loose. My son is fooled, happy at my rosy face; I smile, knowing … Continue reading

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Su Tung-P’o — Dreaming of My Deceased Wife on the Night of the 20th Day of the First Month

Dreaming of My Deceased Wife on the Night of the 20th Day of the First Month Su Tung-P’o 1037-1101 CE (translated by William P. Coleman) Ten years, both, living and dead, boundless — even if we were able, it’s hardly … Continue reading

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Su Tung-P’o — lyrics for the tune of “Immortal by the River”

lyrics for the tune of “Immortal by the River” Su Tung-P’o 1037-1101 CE (translated by William P. Coleman) I drank all evening at East Slope and woke again drunk, coming back at maybe the third watch. I can hear my … Continue reading

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Su Tung-P’o — Awaiting the new year

Awaiting the new year Su Tung-P’o 1037-1101 CE (translated by William P. Coleman) Soon we’ll feel the year running out like a snake going into its hole. Long, scaly, already half disappeared, the last trace will go; who can stop … Continue reading

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Su Tung-P’o — Mid-autumn moon

Mid-autumn moon Su Tung-P’o 1037-1101 CE (translated by William P. Coleman) At sunset, the clouds gather far; it’s perfectly clear and cold. The Milky Way is silent, and I turn away to the jade plate. The goodness of this life … Continue reading

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