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From The Highest Tower Of White Lord Citadel

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From The Highest Tower Of White Lord Citadel

        Dù Fǔ  712-770

The citadel spikes, the pathway skews,
        trailing banners brood;
Alone
         I stand on half-hid heights of this soaring tower.
The gorge cleaves:
         as clouds rain black,
                  dragons & tigers howl;
The Jiang clears:
         in sun's embrace,
                  snappers & gators rove.
The Helios Tree's western branches
         facing a cloven rock;
Foundering River's eastern reflections
         follow Endless Flow.
With goosefoot cane,
         sighing the world--
                 who are you, fellow?
Tears of blood spatter the void--
         turn back your white poll.

Báidìchénɡ Zuì Gāo Lóu

Dù Fǔ 712-770

Chénɡ jiān jìnɡ zè jīnɡ pèi chóu,
Dú lì piāomiǎo zhī fēilóu.
Xiá chè yún mái lónɡ hǔ wò,
Jiānɡ qīnɡ rì bào yuán tuó yóu.
Fúsānɡ xī zhīduì duànshí,
Ruòshuǐ dōnɡyǐnɡ suí chánɡliú.
Zhànɡ lí tàn shì zhě shuí zǐ,
Qì xuè bènɡ kōnɡ huí bái tóu.

Translator: David McCraw 譯者