Even if ghosts weep, what good can it do? You bore a sword as bright as autumn’s floods, but evil violence relentlessly compels and bullies. The violent owl gnaws its mother’s heart, roving demons hunt human body-souls. — Ashmore, R., Allen, S., Nugent, C. & Tian, X. (2023). The Poetry of Li He. Berlin, Boston: De Gruyter Mouton. https://doi.org/10.1515/9781501504716https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Li_He