Drinking Alone With the Moon

by Nannette Eaton on July 27, 2015

drinking alone with the moon“Drinking Alone Under the Moon,”
by Li Bo

Among the flowers, a single jug of wine;
I drink alone. No one close to me.
I raise my cup, invite the bright moon;
facing my shadow, together we make three.
The moon doesn’t know how to drink;
and my shadow can only follow my body.
But for a time I make moon and shadow my companions;
taking one’s pleasure must last until spring.
I sing — the moon wavers back and forth.
I dance — my shadow flickers and scatters.
When I’m sober we take pleasure together.
When I’m drunk, we each go our own ways.
I make an oath to journey forever free of feelings,
making an appointment with them to meet in the Milky Way afar.

[Translation by Paul Rouzer]

 

Photo credit: EatonAlive ©2015

Image from the The Addison Street Poetry Walk in Berkeley, California.

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