Reply to Li Shu-Yi
May 1957
I lost yang, that tough poplar,
you lost Lui, that willow-
they flew up to the highest heaven.
On the moon, they asked Wu Kang,
What do you have?
Wu Kang brought out cassia wine.
Lonely Moon Princess,
her wide sleeves flowing,
danced in immense space
for that devoted man, that loyal woman.
Sudden new from earth:
the tiger tamed.
Their tears broke out,
turned into rain.
.bizzare.
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