Feeling Guilty
if i met Tu Fu
and Li Po sometime
on top of the
misty mountain
and see them with their
poetry and
jugs of wine
beside the winding
yellow river
I'd tell them about
my guilt
that i am one kind of
a lost soul
preoccupied too
with poetry
sans the jugs of wine
but with a number of
concubines.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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