The Jade Mountain/The Day of No Fire

by Anonymous

THREE HUNDRED POEMS OF THE

T'ANG DYNASTY

618-906

Anonymous

氏名無

THE DAY OF NO FIRE

As the holiday approaches, and grasses are bright after rain,
And the causeway gleams with willows, and wheatfields wave in the wind,
We are thinking of our kinsfolk, far away from us.
O cuckoo, why do you follow us, why do you call us home?

(1, 1a)