Of A Fallen Flower
By Chang Hu, T’ang Dynasty
A full moon is shining
through the branches of a tree
in the palace courtyard
she sits staring
at a bird on its nest
her eyes shining
she slides out the long comb
that held her hair rolled
to keep a moth away from her lamp
but who will save her from despair?
Translated by David Sen and Dick Russell
Dick Russell © Richard M Russell
2025
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