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06-24-2022 08:07 |
Why
By Bing Hua
Tr. By Richard Tornello
Why am I getting muter and muter
While the birds are chirping cheerfully?
I wouldn’t say
Though there’s in my heart something to say obviously.
Why am I, step by step, stepping backward,
While the creeks are gurgling all the way in glee forward?
There’s clearly a desire to go to the opposite rivage, yet
I dare not cross the rivulet
Utterly exhausted
I touch the lonesomeness of the hours of darkness,
I pretend to beam
But stubbornly down my tears stream
Unversed
The finest verse remain
For Muse has ceased
With me to honor.
What on earth
Went wrong?
Why excitement and happiness
Come to me no longer?
Time after time
I ask,
This answerless question
that becomes the last rhyme.
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