酷我-北美枫

[anna]

To Terry Barker

I read poems to you,
most of them written for others.

I diligently work on words
to build a world and an intimate life
out of the steel cage –

Sometimes for fish, birds or trees ;
other times for an invisible friend
or myself.

You listen,
line by line,
to shape a rainbow
and remove the stains.

Whenever I receive praises,
I remember each of them
grows the tribute to you.
_________________
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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]]

To Terry Barker

I read poems to you,
most of them written for others.

I diligently work on words
to build a world and an intimate life
out of the steel cage –

Sometimes for fish, birds or trees ;
other times for an invisible friend
or myself.

You listen,
line by line,
to shape a rainbow
and remove the stains.

Whenever I receive praises,
I remember each of them
grows the tribute to you.
_________________
---------------------

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]

The Thunder Bird

We board a small sailing boat,
five of us, a team of IT professionals.
We need little science logic,
but practice and experience.

Taking the sailing boat to the open water,
we start a journey that we have no specific plan.
We let the wind pick up our path,
and wait,
and trust.

The wind puff our wings like a thunder bird’s,
surfing under the blue sky,
where the First Nation retreated,
yet their named lake has remained.
They didn’t know the strange bird from
the horizon was a sailing boat
from the other half sphere,
until more and more arrived.

Our sailing boat takes a smooth turn,
after switching the sails.
We watch the shore faraway,
smiling.
_________________
---------------------

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 Thunder Bird

We board a small sailing boat,
five of us, a team of IT professionals.
We need little science logic,
but practice and experience.

Taking the sailing boat to the open water,
we start a journey that we have no specific plan.
We let the wind pick up our path,
and wait,
and trust.

The wind puff our wings like a thunder bird’s,
surfing under the blue sky,
where the First Nation retreated,
yet their named lake has remained.
They didn’t know the strange bird from
the horizon was a sailing boat
from the other half sphere,
until more and more arrived.

Our sailing boat takes a smooth turn,
after switching the sails.
We watch the shore faraway,
smiling.
_________________
---------------------

Anna Yin

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

http://annapoetry.com