Everywhere Orchids

Everywhere Orchids


everywhere, orchids


I think there’s a trickster
who wanders the mountains,
with a belt made of ivy
and a cloak of wisteria,
lips always smiling,
noble to look at,
he drives yellow leopards,
his friends include tigers,
he stands in a chariot
bannered with cassia,
everywhere, orchids
all over, azaleas.

Exhaling the perfume,
the flower feast, he leaves
in the heart a dream-blossom,


from Qu Yuan (340-278 BC)

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