Author Arthur Waley By Wang Chi These days, continually fuddled with drink, I fail to satisfy the appetites of the soul. But seeing men all behaving like drunkards, How can I alone remain sober? Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 5 (1 vote) Rate Log in or register to post comments