And I could not help regretting
That I made decorative patterns on my desk
Of your solidified tears
Now I have set up a miniature gravestone
In the quiet of my heart
If I had not known of your worldly existence
My heart would not have grown this heavy
Not all kindness
Gets the respect it deserves
Not all injuries
Are premeditated a long time
O starfish
Let’s be friends
My heart will be your forest of coral
translated by Fang Dai, Dennis Ding, & Edward Morin
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Wow. Another beauty. What is the book these are in?
It’s called The Red Azalea. The editors are the three listed as translators. I believe it’s still available.
Thank you — will look for this.
I just checked amazon. They have it. Look for the that title edited by Dennis Ding & Edward Morin. That’s the one. Not the novel with the same name.
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You are a genius to find such beautiful words.
Thank you. Glad you appreciate it.