Tu Fu and Aidan

     I'm out of town today, down in the big city.  Here's a poem I found by Tu Fu that touched my heart:

Thinking of my Little Boy

Apart still, and already the oriole songs
Fill warm spring days.  Changing seasons
Startle me here without you, my little
Sage.  Who talks philosophy with you now?

Clear streams, empty mountain paths, our
Simple village home among ancient trees...
In grief thinking of you, sleep: sunning
On the veranda, I nod off beneath blue skies.

Comments

[Grace]

Touching.

[windlotus]

Absolutely lovely. There's nothing that sparks my day the way good poetry does.

[nickwong]

杜甫(Tu Fu or Du Fu)is great. searched the chinese origin in simplified character below:

忆幼子

骥子春犹隔，
莺歌暖正繁。
别离惊节换，
聪慧与谁论。
涧水空山道，
柴门老树村。
忆渠愁只睡，
炙背俯晴轩。