TO ONE UNNAMED I
You said you would come， but you did not， and you left me with no other trace
Than the moonlight on your tower at the fifth-watch bell.
I cry for you forever gone， I cannot waken yet，
I try to read your hurried note， I find the ink too pale.
……Blue burns your candle in its kingfisher-feather lantern
And a sweet breath steals from your hibiscus-broidered curtain.
But far beyond my reach is the Enchanted Mountain，
And you are on the other side， ten thousand peaks away.