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Li Po A quiet night Before my bed a pool of moon light or maybe just frost upon the ground. I look up and see the bright moon I look down and dream that I am home. Marble stairs grievance The marble stairs grow white with dew it soaks her silk slippers late at night But then she lowers the crystal blind and gazes through, a pale autumn moon. Leaving White Emperor for Jiangling At dawn we leave White Emperor and its coloured clouds to sail the canyons to Jiangling all in one day. While the monkey cries are loud along the river bank our small boat has passed the folds of ten thousand mountains. (variations by J.Jones) _________________________________ Jill Jones 50 Ruby Street Marrickville NSW 2204 AUSTRALIA [log in to unmask] http://homepages.ihug.com.au/~jpjones