Below is the first poem in a sequence of Poems, by the Chinese poet Du Fu (sometimes known as Tu Fu). For the poems in their entirety please visit the link at the foot of this post).
Autumn Meditations (1)
“Jade dew withers and wounds the groves of maple trees,
On Wu mountain, in Wu gorge, the air is dull and drear.
On the river surging waves rise to meet the sky,
Above the pass wind and cloud join the earth with darkness.
Chrysanthemum bushes open twice, weeping for their days,
A lonely boat, a single line, my heart is full of home.
Winter clothes everywhere are urgently cut and measured,
Baidicheng above, the evening’s driven by beating on stones.”