Spring

As spring enters this land of rivers and lakes,
    without reason I feel mad delight.
In festive mood, a banquet is laid
    of freshly caught fish and country wines.
This body’s leisure is a debt
    we owe to our great king.

Credit

This poem is in the public domain. The Ever White Mountain; Korean Lyrics in the Classical Sijo Form (Rutland, Vt., Tuttle, 1965).