VAGRANT VERSE
THE ORETI ANTHOLOGY. (Written for tihe Southland Times.;' 65.—Poets of China. The old poets of China Are dead ten thousand years, The worms have bared their parchment. The white their ears. And yet they dream no deeper, Nor cease the lets to sing 'Phan when their youth was bea-utifui In the brave sweet days of Ching. The old poets of China From Li-po on to Chang Can colour up the dull to-day Like the glorious age of WangThey are aM dead and silent, Their dost is on the street, And that is why celestial m-aide Make music with their feet. And that is why a new poet Far where the south moon dipe Shall greet his ancient henchmen With this song on his lips. And that is why a rhymster Who has few words to show Shall blame the poets of China Who said them long ago. The old poets of China Are dead and buried deep With hard rock on their foreheads, And yet they do not sleep. But in a place of lilies And dragons grim and bold, They bring back decked in rhythm A splendid age of gold. —Southerner. InvercarjdU. January 19.
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Southland Times, Issue 20082, 20 January 1927, Page 4
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197VAGRANT VERSE Southland Times, Issue 20082, 20 January 1927, Page 4
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