Poems by Xue Tao
Willow Catkins
... play with people's clothes in spring breeze ...
Careless Hands Leave Torn Red Blossoms
... catching new scales from the small petals on the surface of the water ...
Seeing Off a Friend
... In haze softens lines too harsh, ...
Gazing at Spring
... no one with whom to grieve ...
All Night I Have Listened
... rise without effort from the vanishing fog ...
