With the scalpel of time
I cut mystic fissures in the brain.
All that has not yet happened
That has already happened
That will happen
In rippling water within those fissures.
Where no beauty exists
I would create beauty.
I shall create a planet
And get it ready to collide with earth.
translated from the Chinese by Fang Dai, Dennis Ding and Edward Morin
Lei Shuyan (b.1942) has published nine books of poetry.
One sad apple
6 years ago