Del Mar, For Lorca Poem by Jone Guo

Wander, carrying my own heart
It's a glass vessel
Filled with ocean blue

Poet, why are you in grief?
That tyrant, on his tiger-skin couch
Still looting and killing your entire village?

- - Wander, carrying my own heart
It's a glass vessel
Filled with ocean blue

Poet, why are you in grief?
See how the sky is roving
How the ocean has gone in exile

- - Wander, carrying my own heart
It's a glass vessel
Filled with ocean blue

Poet, why you are in grief?
Has your love departed
And left this boat, empty, rocking with tide?

- - Wander, carrying my own heart
It's a glass vessel
Filled with ocean blue

Poet, why do you stop your feet?
Gold shatters
On this wound, joining the ocean and land

- -Goddess, your highness, that is my heart, it broke
In my eyes, everything is filled with grief
Grief you won't be capable to explain...