DPF / Po

For friends as children and spouses as adults, from Poem A Day: Vol 2, the July 12th poem.

from The River Merchant’s Wife: a Letter / by Li Po, translated by Ezra Pound

While my hair was still cut straight across my forehead
I played at the front gate, pulling flowers.
You came by on bamboo stilts, playing horse,
You walked about my seat, playing with blue plums.

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