Sunday, June 18, 2017

Yearning



Yearning
   --after Wang Guozhen


What I said and resaid
you promised never to forget.
What you told and retold
I locked away in my soul.
To us
memory is a calendar,
its pages never torn out,
never worn out.
Our meeting was short
but our yearning won’t end
by the river of time.
No pebbles but ripples galore.
When you miss me
just turn to the sky.
Among the star sparkle
is a constant eye
that searches for you.

--tr. Duane Vorhees
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