Chapter 24 25
【Exile to the island】
exiled island
in the attitude of childhood
Get close to the warm land again
You gather firewood and cut pasture
Plant old corn with two distances
look up occasionally
Sending a group of migratory birds home
There is no wind in New Zealand waters at the moment
your eyes are foggy
when they are outside
you are inside
The bright red beak knocks helplessly on the high wall
the sky of the motherland
covered with your blood
now you are outside
they are inside
All secret doors click and lock
Now that you've landed on the other shore, you can no longer
back to the birthplace
The direction of view does not change
The foot has stepped on the other pole of the magnetic field
black eyed wife
Sitting on the threshold and breastfeeding
braid tightly coiled on top of head
like a sturdy sunflower
smiling and turning
Seek your light source and shine
You wipe your sweat with the sleeves of your tunic
stand firm
Gradually full on the track of fate
Gradually golden
【An's Chinese Heart】
Ann's single eyelid has been swollen
After getting the visa
At the time of farewell, he was desolate at the age of thirty
Put a little smile on our faces
don't cry, you guys
keep the corners of your mouth close to your ears
And he suddenly
Bury your head deep in your arms
Ann pointed at me and said: You are a happy girl
English read as black dog
then ann is happy boy is black skin
Ann, Ann
Your English and Mandarin and Fuzhou dialect, and
Your favorite Proust smells like ponytail
Ann grew up on a ponytail
Reed Flower Beach by the Ma River
It was Ann's first words, he
hands and feet
draw a huge nude girl
can be seen from the plane
hiding its face is
Ann's eleven-year-old first love
His verses are pea soldiers
Rolling around fighting bravely and occupying the land
Ann travels and surprises his sentences
so meritorious
so loud
As a result, Ann stuttered and became dwarfed.
in the jungle of rhetoric
His wings have long since fled
The feet are always tangled
Wait until the United States borrows him
All his poems come to see him off
One by one, shining brightly
reproduced on his cheek
the weather is very hot
when you are wiping your face
don't have to explain to us that's sweat
Ann buys Chinese medicine, buys cotton sweaters, buys Shoushan Stone
Buy a two-breasted tufted silk padded jacket
in that mankato town
Walking with hands behind hands, drinking Kung Fu tea, writing Chinese poems
Unfortunately, looking up the window, it is
Snow in Minnesota
Ann's nationality is neither in the padded jacket nor in the language
not even on skin tone
An's Chinese heart is a cotton jacket, language and skin color
even the fishing season in the dream
even way of saying hello
Slip on the subway and immediately chant Amitabha Buddha
American roommates call you "ang"
whoever paid for your portrait in washington square called you zenith
mother's letter
You are a wet masson pine
In the noise of friends gathering, you are
short but long silence
A cup of boiling water will keep you cool
Drink it when you push the door in and pick it up
Wipe your mouth with your sleeve
It is still the old habit of the Chinese
【Slope】
the slope
on the way to work
or the route home, you
usually walk
Some gasps.the slope
to lift you up
When the wind blows, your skirt flaps in the wind
much like charge
The moment when the slope cuts through history
you are ufo
Difficult to freeze
when did it cross the apex
you don't know feet
Take the initiative to take you
down
down
It's not only easy when the slope abandons you
and much faster
【Red Guard Cemetery】
a fallen leaf, creepy
Dawn that alarmed the thin feathers
in the cemetery
Barrel-derived cornflower
The years wash away the blood stains
The youth that squanders the bright stars every year
unbearable
graduate
The second sister of the Zhuo family with a canvas bag on her shoulders
A round of red sun dancing in the palm
across the courtyard wall
planted on my chest
my thirteen
so radiant
thirty years
how to return this to you
Rusty tinder, to
break ground in your pure black dream, sister
out of the mist
feet in black rubber shoes
The yard sweeper broke himself behind a bush
Eucalyptus has your silver laugh
open the window
cough
running water rushing
people start waking up
you go to sleep
【absolute sound】
Moth through a piece of white paper, only use
Silkworms with insomnia for more than 3,000 days
The Whimsy of Stamps
from a cold
The wind in late autumn is too cool
It is not advisable to caress too much for language
beware of verbs
in the midst of spring
bite your hand back
Dreams are just a pile of decay
I have to walk around with lights on
wily
casually
doomed misfire
Where the bullets reach is already unclear
But the trigger is irreversible
The sound is nothing but
muffled sound