POORER THAN USUAL, I MADE THESE CHÜEH-CHÜ AS A JOKE
Someone went to buy rice, late getting back,
noon and it still isn’t cooked;
though they don’t let on, my family worries
that the old man must be starving.
They don’t know I’m by the eastern window
fiddling with a brush,
just in the middle of writing a poem to match
Yüan-ming’s “Begging for Food”.
Lu Yu (tr. Burton Watson)