Chrysanthemum Poems: Singing of Chrysanthemums

The relentless poetry demon haunts me day and night; By the fence, leaning on a rock, I murmur to myself. The brush-tip holds beauty, writing against the frost; Lips savoring fragrance, I chant beneath the moon. Page after page of plaintive self-pity; A single word—who understands this autumn heart? Ever since Tao Yuanming first praised you, Your lofty spirit has been extolled through the ages.

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Composed by Daiyu (pen name: Fairy of the Naiad's House), judged the best of all chrysanthemum poems. 'Brush-tip holds beauty, writing against frost; lips savor fragrance, chanting beneath the moon' is a celebrated couplet describing the poet's spiritual communion with the chrysanthemum. 'Tao Yuanming' is the famous poet known for 'picking chrysanthemums by the eastern fence.'

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