Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GROWING OLD (1), by YUAN MEI First Line: Now that I am old I get up very early Last Line: Lay snoring, and hated to leave my bed. Alternate Author Name(s): Tzu-ts'ai Subject(s): Old Age | ||||||||
Now that I am old I get up very early And feel like God creating a new world. I come and go, meeting no one on the way; Wherever I look, no kitchen-smoke rises. I want to wash, but the water has not been heated; I want to drink, but no tea has been made. My boys and girls are behind closed doors; My man-servants and maid-servants are all fast asleep. At first I am cross and feel inclined to shout; But all of a sudden remember my younger days -- How I too in those early morning hours Lay snoring, and hated to leave my bed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT EIGHTY I CHANGE MY VIEW by DAVID IGNATOW FAWN'S FOSTER-MOTHER by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE DEER LAY DOWN THEIR BONES by ROBINSON JEFFERS OLD BLACK MEN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A WINTER ODE TO THE OLD MEN OF LUMMUS PARK, / MIAMI, FLORIDA by DONALD JUSTICE AFTER A LINE BY JOHN PEALE BISHOP by DONALD JUSTICE TO HER BODY, AGAINST TIME by ROBERT KELLY |
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