You sit, weeping, on the banks of the river.
The tears bitter on your young lips.
But the river will flow a long way from here
And your tears will sweeten the tongues of the sea.
- Hu Ming-Xiang
Of shoes -- and ships -- and sealing wax -- Of cabbages -- and kings -- And why the sea is boiling hot -- And whether pigs have wings.
4 comments:
hey Falstaff,
can you please tell where you get these chinese poems from?
This lovely poem dates back to the Jagger dynasty.
//just *how* do you nail the tone in these poems? How?
did you translate it? it's beautiful!
eternal is the pain of love.
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