"I’m so thin, my shadow could slip through a crack in the door."

"My heart is in a world of water and crystal, My clothes are damp in this time of spring rains."

"After the war-fires of three months, One message from home is worth a ton of gold."

"The mud has thawed, and swallows fly around, On the warm sand, mandarin ducks are sleeping."

"My poems are no use—they won’t fill anyone’s stomach."