Wang Qian

Rookie - 91 Points (1989.1.6 / Xi'an)

Half-naked


Wearing a glove,
Cause the other of the pair is lost,
So you are naked,
in one hand.

Write one article,
Pat one child,
Cook one gorgeous dinner.

Keeping the trousers,
But nothing on the chest.
Cause the weather makes you tempered,
Crazily.

Unseen on the legs,
Seen through on the hearts,
Half-seen over the skins.

What do you want to hide?
Then it could be hidden.

Bearing the innocence, half of it.
Suffering from righteousness, half of it.
Trusting the truth, half of it.

We are divided into halves.
Then half-naked would be an exquisite decoration,
Like a half-bloomed dead flower.

Submitted: Friday, September 10, 2010

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  • Veteran Poet - 3,995 Points Bri Edwards (7/11/2013 9:44:00 PM)

    wang qian, i don't understand Unseen............................hidden. what comes BEFORE those lines i do understand....i think! how could i not understand it? unless it means something i would never suspect. i said to another poet earlier today that i do not try to cleverly hide meanings in my writings. and...maybe i am just not clever enough to to it. what comes AFTER those lines i am unsure of at best.
    the line: ....Trusting the truth, half of it...... reminds me of the saying don't believe everything you hear/read.
    but if i believed things were the truth, i would trust all of those things.
    thanks for sharing, even though i don't understand it all. bri (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Gordon Tseng (11/14/2011 11:21:00 PM)

    Back


    No more tasks with that mask.
    They just want the original self back
    To row a boat with the music flow
    And hip-hop into nowhere to go.

    Above the rocks, behind the woods,
    They just fly as far as the mind could
    To sing in the wind, dance on the green,
    Make the self pure and the soul clean.


    by Gordon Tseng (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Anshul Gupta (8/30/2011 7:25:00 PM)

    That's human truth well portrayed in this poem. We tend to live half heartedly all our lives. Thankfully poems like these open our eyes to reality... (Report) Reply

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