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 TEL:15954762922 E-Mail:lihui-1024@163.com Address: 9#,xinxinjiayuan community, wenhua road, taishan district,Taian,Shandong Province, China. 271021(中国 山东省泰安市泰山区文化路欣欣家园9号楼,邮编271021) |
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