Nations are smashed,
mountains and rivers remain.
A deeply felt time—tears splash on the flowers.
The ache of leaving—birds startle my heart.
The beacons have been lit for three months running.
A letter from home is worth ten thousand in gold.
My white hair has been torn even shorter,
and can scarcely hold my hairpin.
Du Fu (712 - 770) China
Translated by Sedulia Scott
Source: Sedulia's Translations
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