Woodpecker by Zu Qinyu
Thud thud towards evening rapid then plodding.
Having pecked every Pagoda tree* in the garden, still won't leave.
All day long, ridding of pesky bugs for you.
Do not scold, "Lacking business, why don't you fly off?"
*my mom told me about the phrase point the finger at the mulberry; angry at the Pagoda tree--basically scold one person when you're mad at someone else.
Senze Room
Becoming neighbors once again, arriving in Fusang.*
The room in Senze, cannot forget:
Lining the house, pine trees form a pretty color,
Outside the window, orchid plants give off subtle fragrance.
Arranging pillows and mats: Cenfan's bed.
Displaying musical instruments and books: Dupu's study.
The most leisurely day off,
An old man happily tells of the navy returning home.
*another name for Japan
I wrote this poem to describe the area. I lived in Senze once before and this time I came to live in Kogai. Because of how nicely the landlord treated me, it reminded me of the time I lived in Senze.
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