I would loved to have lived in China when all the great Chinese Poets were around.
DR. DO-DIDDILY AND THE DEE-DOT'S
LI HO
Li Ho (pinyin: Li He)
born 791 AD in China - died 817 AD in Ch'ang-ku/China
Li Ho was a brilliant Chinese poet (living in famous T'ang dynasty) whose at the age of 26, which I am sure robbed the world of many wonderful poems.
Many books and other works have been written about this wonderful man, I have quite a few snippets in some of my many books. Most of them are on many pages on the web. But as usual, I do like to put them here for you to read, as someoe who is just starting their journey of poetry and short stories. I feel I might add a few more of his works when I am ready.
Although a poet well-known during Chinese history, not one
single piece of his work had been included in famous
"300 T'ang Poems" (T'ang Shih San-Pai Shou).
THE NORTHERN COLD
The sky glows one side black, three sides purple
The yellow river's ice closes, fish and dragons die
Bark three inches thick cracks across the grain,
Carts a hundred piculs heavy mount the river's water.
Flowers of frost on the grass are as big as coins,
Brandished swords will not pierce the foggy sky,
Crashing ice flies in the swirling seas,
Cascades hang noiseless in the mountains, rainbows of jade.
Li Ho AD 791-817 circa
