Wit Lee
I
Porcelain vase
A fine art, a long history
Awake from the dust
Queen of the vase
The fire has been extinguished
The dragon has been slaughtered
The land has been taken back
But the kingdom is preserved
On my skin
II
Crystal vase
Crystal eyes embodied in my walls
And gives a vision of the house
Hands of Master were broken and the face is faint
While the flowers opened their
Big mouth
——a red or dark desire, a trap
Thanks to water, so cool keeps me aware
So transparent light are distorted
So frank that purity is a sin
And love is a disease
III
Pottery vase
Darkness is not so terrible
If you are costumed to it
And be part of it
Why don’t you choose me for your residence, my dear?
Strong enough am I and full of histories
Stories I mean
My mouth has tasted the savor of sand
My eyes has witnessed the light of the God
My face was shaped from the hero
And my sins, aching for you
Narcissus, Hyacinth, and roses
Perfect companions as we are: fragile and strong
Soft and hard, beauty and…… beast？
Storm is whirling in my heart
But history keeps me in silence
IV
Glass vase
Sit and look
Down to the bottom of the glass vase
Where empty has been struck
By a sudden lightning
You’ll see passion and purity
From the sand the glass worker has released
You’ll see a woman, forty years about
Body locked the fire
Ashes of days and nights
Sitting on a chair of agravity, the shape a rose
Has been distorted by the water
How cruel when she was put into the
Darkness and vanity, while the crystal walls keep mute
Carrying with their secrets of birth
Oh, come lady, become my companion
I'll give you my words
Here is not your tomb
A flower is sitting and looking
Down into the bottom of the glass vase, and contemplating:
I’m the one being picked, and I’ll survive
Days and nights
V
Tin vase
You have a thick heart, you are so lucky
You have a thick heart, you are so misfortune
We both created by fire but bear different appearance
I’m heavy as you are light
I 'm hoarse as you are sweet
Want to fly as the sunlight gathered?
When they are dancing above me
I’d tear my heart to let them in
Biography
Wit lee, whose Chinese name is Li Hui, and pen name is Muzihuixin. She is a female poet born in Jining ,Shandong province, and now lives at the foot of Mountain Taishan. She is an editor of Taishan University Journal, a member of Taian Writer’s Association and Taian Poets’ Association. She has published more than 40 poems and one poetry book: Beyond Time
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E-Mail：lihui-1024@163.com
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