A Forgotten Poem of Li Po

I have it on the best antiquarian authority.

Feline Depredation

Golden lamps totter drunkenly
In the autumn chill;
Should we not do likewise,
we whose little lamps
will gutter in Winter’s breath?

Torvald — large, loutish and ungainly — decided earlier this morning that he needed to get down from the mantelpiece in a tearing hurry. Owing to prudent habits, I was able to replace the original shade, whose fragments are still turning up in odd places, but the lamp standard itself seems awkwardly hors de combat. I ordered a new one from Overstock.

Really: Li Po would have liked the air breathing through the screens of my sun porch, a few days past the Harvest Moon. And my lamp.


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