Jone Guo

Rookie - 0 Points (1962 / Harbin, China)

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...

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem was written after visiting Del Mar beach in San Diego. A sad description of a poet's life in exile.

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At Del Mar, California

Jin Zhong- 1994

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013


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