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[星子]

The Woman Within Her House

There is a haunting about this piece. “Around the doorway, you wander,” There is too a communication. . . “breathe in two languages”. . . a universal, generational ‘race’ if you will. There is no doubt an acceptable thing we have to fold in front of “Remembrance is a house”. Anna kind of nailed down a portrait of the ones we think about before they are gone. Aside from the subtle-obvious message this bit of writing does, in a life committed to our elders, we are here to at best give homage to those that came before us. . . and yet. . . question them. The great part of this quiet surprise (and I call it a “quiet surprise” because if you spend as much time with this bit of writing as I did. . . you’ll get the message) is that she hit the heart of a baby boomer age whose children are now old enough to worry. Anna, you done good. It’s not too often that three opening lines command a great read to follow. . . and go figure. . . you were smart enough to keep this reader in line with that word “languages”. Wonderful!



http://www.mattia.ca/competition13/winners12/winners-12th.html
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[[ANNA]]

The Woman Within Her House

There is a haunting about this piece. “Around the doorway, you wander,” There is too a communication. . . “breathe in two languages”. . . a universal, generational ‘race’ if you will. There is no doubt an acceptable thing we have to fold in front of “Remembrance is a house”. Anna kind of nailed down a portrait of the ones we think about before they are gone. Aside from the subtle-obvious message this bit of writing does, in a life committed to our elders, we are here to at best give homage to those that came before us. . . and yet. . . question them. The great part of this quiet surprise (and I call it a “quiet surprise” because if you spend as much time with this bit of writing as I did. . . you’ll get the message) is that she hit the heart of a baby boomer age whose children are now old enough to worry. Anna, you done good. It’s not too often that three opening lines command a great read to follow. . . and go figure. . . you were smart enough to keep this reader in line with that word “languages”. Wonderful!



http://www.mattia.ca/competition13/winners12/winners-12th.html
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[晓鸣]

Congratulations!

[[自己的敌人]]

Congratulations!

[anna]

Thanks James!
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Anna Yin

《爱的灯塔-星子安娜双语诗选》
<Nightlights> <Seven Nights with the Chinese Zodiac> ...

http://annapoetry.com

[[星子安娜]]

Thanks James!
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Anna Yin

《爱的灯塔-星子安娜双语诗选》
<Nightlights> <Seven Nights with the Chinese Zodiac> ...

http://annapoetry.com

[anna]

My friend Maria Pia Marchelletta (poet in Toronto) Translated this into Italian


Italian Translation of the poem The Woman Within Her House

La Donna Dentro la sua Casa

Intorno all’uscio, tu vai a zonzo,
respiri due lingue.

Il ricordo è una casa
con un avanti e giardino
posteriore, tu vuoi
aggiungere altre finestre.

No per aiumentare il suo valore,
no per farla bella,
solo perchè abiti lì.

Il vento muove la porta aperta—
ombre galleggiano nel chiaro di luna.
Qualche giorno tu ti stancherai
e metti la casa in vendita.

Ma da qualche parte, dietro la porta,
sussurri imitano le tue lingue.

Non sanno dove sei stato—
la pioggia come una tenda,
la tua faccia velata di dietro.

Maria Pia Marchelletta


(Thank you very much)
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Anna Yin

《爱的灯塔-星子安娜双语诗选》
<Nightlights> <Seven Nights with the Chinese Zodiac> ...

http://annapoetry.com

[[星子安娜]]

My friend Maria Pia Marchelletta (poet in Toronto) Translated this into Italian


Italian Translation of the poem The Woman Within Her House

La Donna Dentro la sua Casa

Intorno all’uscio, tu vai a zonzo,
respiri due lingue.

Il ricordo è una casa
con un avanti e giardino
posteriore, tu vuoi
aggiungere altre finestre.

No per aiumentare il suo valore,
no per farla bella,
solo perchè abiti lì.

Il vento muove la porta aperta—
ombre galleggiano nel chiaro di luna.
Qualche giorno tu ti stancherai
e metti la casa in vendita.

Ma da qualche parte, dietro la porta,
sussurri imitano le tue lingue.

Non sanno dove sei stato—
la pioggia come una tenda,
la tua faccia velata di dietro.

Maria Pia Marchelletta


(Thank you very much)
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Anna Yin

《爱的灯塔-星子安娜双语诗选》
<Nightlights> <Seven Nights with the Chinese Zodiac> ...

http://annapoetry.com