The Jade Mountain/A Night at the Tavern

by Du Mu

A NIGHT AT A TAVERN

Solitary at the tavern,I am shut in with loneliness and grief.Under the cold lamp, I brood on the past;I am kept awake by a lost wildgoose.. . . Roused at dawn from a misty dream,I read, a year late, news from home—And I remember the moon like smoke on the riverAnd a fisher-boat moored there, under my door.

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