Thursday, March 1, 2012

Light52: Week 8

Source: via Linda on Pinterest

The moon shines brightly above my bed.
Frost glitters the ground.
I raise my head and look at the bright moon.
I lower my head and think of home.

Thoughts on a Still Night
by Li Bai
Tang Dynasty ~ some time around 700 AD

We randomly heard this poem on A Child's Garden of Poetry, which I DVR-ed because it listed Liam Neeson as one of the readers and I'm a bit obsessed with his voice ("Fix that hole in your pocket" is randomly repeated around here, from his reading of The Polar Express and the exquisite why he says "pocket"). He read "When You Are Old" by Yeats, which about did me in.

"But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you
and loved the sorrows of your changing face."

A young girl recited Li Bai's poem in Chinese and English, and it stayed with me. Days later I looked it up and found a yahoo thread asking why it is so famous. Someone named Kevin pointed out how in four short lines so much is communicated.

I feel like I am out in the wilderness a bit myself, surrounded by frost, and a bit homesick, but I want to focus on how bright the moon is.

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