I am the sun in children’s eyes that can’t scorch their hands
Around me life has sweets and moisture
Though I lost my flowers long ago
My heart is heavy with hidden fruit
Wind, even though you’re late
I am already ripe
translated by Fang Dai, Dennis Ding, & Edward Morin
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Beautiful.
Glad you liked it.
That is awesome. “Wind, even though you’re late…” Great line. Could lead anywhere and still be great.
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Your poems always make me smile. 🙂
Thank you. Glad to hear that.
You’re welcome 🙂