Su Yun
To Years Past
To time, to habits,
To the body’s sensitivity to this day—
Breaking the rule, I wake at dawn,
To hold a judgment.
Entrust flowers and leaves to time,
Branches and knots to myself;
Assign curves to lips and eyes,
Uprightness to the torso.
Ragged cuts and brocade each take half,
A touch of purity to years past—
To the summer and spring alone with mother,
In the womb, once upon a time;
To this poem, as night falls tonight.
True Autumn
Excessive rain—
Washes down my pure yellow silk curtain,
As true autumn bares its pupils.
A pair of cold pools:
Upstream flows green and yellow,
Downstream drifts sparse and loose.
Following a fallen leaf,
It carries me to utter death,
For a permanent farewell.
Clasping a patch of green moss,
It revives me to rebirth,
Drifting with the current to eternity.
From then on,
I let go of
The more than ten
Faked
Autumns.
Maple
As I
Pace back and forth,
Gauging the weight
Of two tree shadows.
A fallen leaf—
Blows out my candle
For me.
Greatness
I walked for you
To the back of the famous landmark,
Leaving a fingerprint
On the crumpled holly leaves.
I walked for you
To the last brick outside the city walls,
Sticking a wheat stalk
On a stranger’s ridge.
Years later,
A biography
Linked a branch of my footprints—
It appeared on the front of the monument.
Loop
Bake a patch of moss with roof tiles,
Simmer a wisp of gloom in brick walls,
Stew needles and thread in an iron box,
Serve scrolls and books on a wooden table.
I have a pile of crumpled time,
And flames stored in the stove—
A spoon on the dial
Stirs the days in a loop.
Once again, I must drop a paper ball into the stove,
——
Wrapping paper with vertical grains,
A longing that stretches horizontally.
Su Yun, 17 years old, is a member of the Chinese Poetry Society and a young poet. His works have been published in more than ten countries. He has published two poetry collections in China, namely Inspiration from All Things and Wisdom and Philosophy, and one in India titled WITH ECSTASY OF MUSINGS IN TRANQUILITY. He has won the Guido Gozzano Orchard Award in Italy, the Special Award for Foreign Writers in the City of Pomezia, and was praised by the organizing committee as the "Craftsman of Chinese Lyric Poetry". He has also received the "Cuttlefish Bone" Best International Writer Award for those under 25.
Author: Su Yun
Email:
chen_20081018@qq.com
To time, to habits,
To the body’s sensitivity to this day—
Breaking the rule, I wake at dawn,
To hold a judgment.
Entrust flowers and leaves to time,
Branches and knots to myself;
Assign curves to lips and eyes,
Uprightness to the torso.
Ragged cuts and brocade each take half,
A touch of purity to years past—
To the summer and spring alone with mother,
In the womb, once upon a time;
To this poem, as night falls tonight.
True Autumn
Excessive rain—
Washes down my pure yellow silk curtain,
As true autumn bares its pupils.
A pair of cold pools:
Upstream flows green and yellow,
Downstream drifts sparse and loose.
Following a fallen leaf,
It carries me to utter death,
For a permanent farewell.
Clasping a patch of green moss,
It revives me to rebirth,
Drifting with the current to eternity.
From then on,
I let go of
The more than ten
Faked
Autumns.
Maple
As I
Pace back and forth,
Gauging the weight
Of two tree shadows.
A fallen leaf—
Blows out my candle
For me.
Greatness
I walked for you
To the back of the famous landmark,
Leaving a fingerprint
On the crumpled holly leaves.
I walked for you
To the last brick outside the city walls,
Sticking a wheat stalk
On a stranger’s ridge.
Years later,
A biography
Linked a branch of my footprints—
It appeared on the front of the monument.
Loop
Bake a patch of moss with roof tiles,
Simmer a wisp of gloom in brick walls,
Stew needles and thread in an iron box,
Serve scrolls and books on a wooden table.
I have a pile of crumpled time,
And flames stored in the stove—
A spoon on the dial
Stirs the days in a loop.
Once again, I must drop a paper ball into the stove,
——
Wrapping paper with vertical grains,
A longing that stretches horizontally.
Su Yun, 17 years old, is a member of the Chinese Poetry Society and a young poet. His works have been published in more than ten countries. He has published two poetry collections in China, namely Inspiration from All Things and Wisdom and Philosophy, and one in India titled WITH ECSTASY OF MUSINGS IN TRANQUILITY. He has won the Guido Gozzano Orchard Award in Italy, the Special Award for Foreign Writers in the City of Pomezia, and was praised by the organizing committee as the "Craftsman of Chinese Lyric Poetry". He has also received the "Cuttlefish Bone" Best International Writer Award for those under 25.
Author: Su Yun
Email:
chen_20081018@qq.com
