The Solitude of Night

It was at a wine party—
I lay in a drowse, knowing it not.
The blown flowers fell and filled my lap.
When I arose, still drunken,
The birds had all gone to their nests,
And there remained but few of my comrades.
I went along the river—alone in the moonlight.

Li Po

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6 Comments on “The Solitude of Night”

  1. That picture is fabulous.

  2. sittingpugs says:

    I think I see Zeus or Hagrid in the clouds.

  3. Maia says:

    The calm after the storm is sometimes not really calming.


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