From three poems away the stone horse --
All that's left of the Jade Prince's glory --
Listens to the thin notes of a Tatar flute.
Tu Fu considers pawning his clothes
To buy wine.
Realizing he's now a character in a poem
Written centuries ago, he sighs.
The wine will be sour and the pun --
That very brilliant pun! -- he wrote
In 752 will be lost on me since I
Read him in translation.
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