by Yau Ywe-Hwa (T'ang Dynasty)
I have been here a long time,
Waiting
With silver candles
And sparkling wine,
Walking up to the gate
And back again,
Watching for him
Till it's nearly daylight.
Now the moon has set,
The stars are few,
And still he does not come.
Suddenly wingbeats drum
In the misty willows;
A magpie flies off.
In China the magpie is associated with happiness. In this case the happiness of the poetess is flying away.
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