Beyond Seeing

A girl of the Lu clan who lives in Golden-Wood Hall,
Where swallows perch in pairs on beams of tortoise-shell,
Hears the washing-mallets' cold beat shake the leaves down.
. . . The Liao-yang expedition will be gone ten years,
And messages are lost in the White Wolf River.
. . . Here in the City of the Red Phoenix autumn nights are long,
Where one who is heart-sick to see beyond seeing,
Sees only moonlight on the yellow-silk wave of her loom.