The song you heard singing in the leaf when you were a child is singing still. ~~ Mary Oliver (1935-2019)
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On The Death of Empress Xiaoxianchun
Expressing My Grief
When entering her bedroom,
I inhale sadness.
I climb behind her phoenix bed-curtains,
Yet they hang to no avail.
The romance of the spring breeze and autumn moon all ends here.
Summer days and winter nights spent with her will never come again.
— Qianlong Emperor (1711-1799) expressing his grief over the death of his beloved wife, Empress Xiaoxianchun (1712-1748)
Night Blooming Jasmine
I bloom when the world goes quiet
When the streets sleep and the wind softens.
By morning, I am gone.
Not plucked, not taken, I simply let go.
You won’t find me shining
On branches at sunrise
But scattered on the ground
Like fallen stars.
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Note: I was unsuccessful in finding the author of this poem, to give credit. The poem is not mine.
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