@3You@1, so bravely splashing reds and blues! Just when @3I@1 am getting wrinkled and old. Why should you waste the moments of inspiration Tracing the withered limbs of a sick man? Tall, tall is the Palace of Ch'i-lin; But my deeds have not been frescoed on its walls. Minutely limned on a foot of painting silk -- What can I do with a portrait such as @3that?@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WINTER GARDEN THEATRE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE DEAD PAN by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING A MOMENT by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE WESSEX HEIGHTS by THOMAS HARDY THE WOODLARK by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS TO HIS DEAD BODY by SIEGFRIED SASSOON |