Too often covered by frost and snow,
foreign winds blow through my robes,
within my dwelling, shrill in my ears.

Whenever guests arrive from afar,
I start to make joy of their tidings,
throwing out eagerest questions.

Then I discover they did not come
from any place near my own village,
so I lose no time — and revisit anger.

My oldest emotions have been stirred —
so I shudder again with my longest sighs
— filled with endless, senseless sorrows.

. . . . . . .

Cento created by Susan Powers Bourne
Source: excerpt of “Poem of Sorrow and Anger”
Found: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cai_Yan