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Across the Ages
--after Li Shangyin
You're holed up
in a rural inn
somewhere in Henan Province.
Sprawled out on the divan,
You watch two moths
in a heated dogfight
around the lit lamp.
You never used to be
so languorous,
But like others in a country
in decline,
You've given yourself over
to pleasure,
Resigned to the decadence
that surrounds you.
That's why I feel for you.
In my own little corner
of my own failed state,
I,
Too,
Ponder,
While giving my body,
(NOT my mind),
To pure and blind hedonism.
@thewaywardpoet
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You're holed up
in a rural inn
somewhere in Henan Province.
Sprawled out on the divan,
You watch two moths
in a heated dogfight
around the lit lamp.
You never used to be
so languorous,
But like others in a country
in decline,
You've given yourself over
to pleasure,
Resigned to the decadence
that surrounds you.
That's why I feel for you.
In my own little corner
of my own failed state,
I,
Too,
Ponder,
While giving my body,
(NOT my mind),
To pure and blind hedonism.
@thewaywardpoet
#parallels #history #dialogue #politics #political #UnitedStates #America #currentevents #poetry #spontaneousprose
© All Rights Reserved
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