Author Jonathan Chaves All morning long I correct my books, changing " lu " to " yii , " but doubts are dispelled only when the mind is void. The door swings open — the south wind enters and scatters the books all over the floor. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments