Liu Yi's This Often Dulls, In My Chest, My Sword Of Ages 野夫怒见不平事磨损胸中萬古刀 Poem by Frank Yue
Liu Yi's This Often Dulls, In My Chest, My Sword Of Ages 野夫怒见不平事磨损胸中萬古刀
OU SHU: "Writing Casually"
-by LIU YI
-Translated by Frank C Yue
Ten feet above the Mystic Tree, the sun rises;
Fine as hair are the Secular World's myriad things.
Angry country folk stares at Justice's broken wings;
This often dulls, in my chest, my Sword of Ages.
《偶书》唐 • 刘叉
日出扶桑一丈高，人间万事细如毛。
野夫怒见不平事，磨损胸中万古刀。
Tuesday, October 20, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: hair,hero,justice,wings
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