the time must have gone somewhere

[incandescens]

Did not do a great deal today. Well, all right, so I did my day job, finished a bracelet, picked up a package, and wrote a bit, so clearly stuff was done, but it still feels like one of those days when not much got done. But one is still definitely tired at the end of it.

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Three songs for the Lady Fan

Fireflies pass across jewelled windows
Voices have ceased in the golden palace
One stays up through the autumn night, gauze-curtained
And a solitary light gleams on.

*

Autumn's weeds thrive in the palace yard
His Majesty pays no gracious visit now
How unbearable the imperial music
When the golden carriage drives on past that gate.

*

Strange, the ladies' apartments are all shut -
They have left the court, no one to be met with
They have all gone to their spring garden
Sounds of laughter and talk among the flowers.

-- Wang Wei, translated by GW Robinson

Comments

[archangelbeth]

*eyes the list*

Your list sounds better than mine, which includes getting kid, emptying and re-filling dishwasher, and doing laundry.

[incandescens]

Ah, but you get a special prize for doing necessary stuff.

[archangelbeth]

I do? What is it? -_-

[incandescens]

Er... that the stuff is done?

[archangelbeth]

But dishes become dirty and so do clothes. It is never done.

[incandescens]

... the universe really needs to be better organised.

[archangelbeth]

Yes. O:(