The Bamboo By Li Ch’e Yun’s Window
Don’t cut it to make a flute.
Don’t trim it for a fishing
Pole. When the grass and flowers
Are all gone, it will be beautiful
Under the falling snow flakes.
Po Chu I, translated by Kenneth Rexroth 
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