Author Arthur Waley Raising in the palms of my hands The water of the rock-well That is under the pine-tree's shade, I think there is no (such thing as) summer in the year! Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments