Author Arthur Waley The evening river is level and motionless ā The spring colours just open to their full. Suddenly a wave carries the moon away And the tidal water comes with its freight of stars. 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