Classic poem of the day
Can ratt-rime and ragments o' quenry
And recoll o' Gillha' requite
Your faburdoun, figuration, and gemmell,
And prick-sangs' delight?
Tho' you've cappilowed me in the reapin'
— And yours was a bursten kirn tae! —
Yet you share your advantage wi' me
In the end o' the day.
And my flytin' and sclatrie sall be
Wi' your fantice and mocage entwined
As the bauch Earth is wi' the lift
Or fate wi' mankind!
Member poem of the day
Listening to the Zither
Li Duan (743 – 782?)
She plucks the zither, wood engrained in gold,
With silky hands beside a room of jade;
To make the gentleman there notice her
He sees at times her brushing hand has strayed.
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