POEM SENT ON HEARING THAT WANG CH'ANG-LING HAD BEEN EXILED TO LUNG PIAO
Florence Wheelock Ayscough translation
BY LI T'AI-PO
In Yang Chou, the blossoms are dropping. The night-jar calls. I hear it said that you are going to Lung Piao—that you will cross the Five Streams. I fling the grief of my heart up to the bright moon That it may follow the wind and arrive, straight as eyesight, to the West of Yeh Lang.