This saying good-bye on the edge of the dark
And cold to an orchard so young in the bark
Reminds me of all that can happen to harm
An orchard away at the end of the farm
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The Sky Is the Hometown of Myriads of Things(and another poem)
by LUO Qiuhong (China)
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Life is all a poem, the Poet
that one day he composed it lodges up there
in the skies, the moments of existence are
like a flow of water towards the mouth
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My southern hill is to the south of any hills
With green trees and flowers everywhere
There are a farm, a hut and a river
At the foot of it, there must be a little boat for travelling
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A poet, an epitome of grief,
Is blood songs of defeat.
The one who cannot sing,
The one who refuses to sing,
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Our Pop Stars
By Xiaoguang Li(China)
Translated by Bangxue Zheng (China)
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Soldier
He was not so soft
That he could be bended,
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Love Manifesting Itself like Stars (group poems)
By/ Hua Wanli
Tr./ Qi Fengyan
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The World
This is not a world
But a wisp of countries
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This bread I break was once the oat,
This wine upon a foreign tree
Plunged in its fruit;
Man in the day or wind at night
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