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150 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1972
There are magpies on the South hill.
You set your net on the North hill.
The magpies soar free.
What good is your net?
When a pair of magpies fly together
They do not envy the pair of phoenixes.
My lord I am a common person-
I do not envy the Duke of Sung.
I have no desire to live, but I am afraid of death.
I cannot kill my body, for my heart still has hope
That I can live long enough
To obtain one and only desire-
That someday I can see again
The mulberry and catalpa trees of home
Sorrow for my boys dims the sun for me.
If we had wings we could fly away together.
I cannot move my feet,
For each step is a step away from them.
Before I missed my homeland
So much that my heart was disordered.
Now I think again and again, over and over,
Of the sons I have lost...
I will never know them again
Once I have entered Chang An.
I try to strangle my sobs
But my tears stream down my face
Their names are written in beautiful characters
And posted in order of merit.
How I hate this silk dress
That conceals a poet.
I lift my head and read their names
In powerless envy