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)