酷我-北美枫

[anna]

The Dancing Girl



The dancing girl dangles in the moonlight,
like a wounded swan fighting against the wind.
her wings flapping, flapping-
balance on a lonely limb.

A sad smile appears on her pale face,
a few tears drop, then more
stream down.

How wrong is she
to think all drained –
in the debris where she was dug out,
among her pleadings to keep her leg?

The sky has witnessed -
the rain fell and fell,
she lay like a lifeless fish.

The wind has cried
for her drifting in the dark,
grieving as an orphan.

But warm voices constantly call upon her,
love waves cradle the shore of her mind.
Tear floods again;
thrillingly, she find her way to dance .
_________________
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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]]

The Dancing Girl



The dancing girl dangles in the moonlight,
like a wounded swan fighting against the wind.
her wings flapping, flapping-
balance on a lonely limb.

A sad smile appears on her pale face,
a few tears drop, then more
stream down.

How wrong is she
to think all drained –
in the debris where she was dug out,
among her pleadings to keep her leg?

The sky has witnessed -
the rain fell and fell,
she lay like a lifeless fish.

The wind has cried
for her drifting in the dark,
grieving as an orphan.

But warm voices constantly call upon her,
love waves cradle the shore of her mind.
Tear floods again;
thrillingly, she find her way to dance .
_________________
---------------------

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]

Watching a painting


--

Standing here,
I stare into the painting.

I can see you clearly –
As if for two thousands of years,
the huge flame has still lit up the river,
crowded shores has still packed screams.
Your sword breaks through layers of warriors,
fighting for your fame.

No regret.
The legend remembers you and your sword,
but the two girls who sacrificed their fame has disappeared,
as if they were not even dust.

I read out your name,
but my throat cannot get it clear,
crying for the girls beneath.
_________________
---------------------

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]]

Watching a painting


--

Standing here,
I stare into the painting.

I can see you clearly –
As if for two thousands of years,
the huge flame has still lit up the river,
crowded shores has still packed screams.
Your sword breaks through layers of warriors,
fighting for your fame.

No regret.
The legend remembers you and your sword,
but the two girls who sacrificed their fame has disappeared,
as if they were not even dust.

I read out your name,
but my throat cannot get it clear,
crying for the girls beneath.
_________________
---------------------

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]

Another poem


Windows


From this window to yours,
It seems a light-year distance.
Yet it is only the gap of two screens.
You carefully switch,
as if entering one will turn the story real.

Your mailbox, you have gone through,
no mail, no advertising, no surprise.
The drip of tap water from your neighbor
remind you of a sand clock sifting,
another dawn.

The repairman fails to mount double windows
to resist the chill of night.
Less and less reminiscences,
the upgraded house gets to store.
Someone is eager to sell,
but you hesitate.
_________________
---------------------

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]]

Another poem


Windows


From this window to yours,
It seems a light-year distance.
Yet it is only the gap of two screens.
You carefully switch,
as if entering one will turn the story real.

Your mailbox, you have gone through,
no mail, no advertising, no surprise.
The drip of tap water from your neighbor
remind you of a sand clock sifting,
another dawn.

The repairman fails to mount double windows
to resist the chill of night.
Less and less reminiscences,
the upgraded house gets to store.
Someone is eager to sell,
but you hesitate.
_________________
---------------------

Anna Yin

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

http://annapoetry.com