Meeting Benches World art in all forms
NIGHT’S VIGIL
In the deep night vigil
the moonlight cuts through men and houses,
the Great Bear cross the skies in the north,
Sagittarius declines in the south.
On this night I mean better
the warm air of spring:
entry of insects again penetrates
the green veil of the window.
(Liu Fang-P’ing)
THOUGHT LOOKING
The network image, launched, widens
more and more: the thought patrols
deeper and deeper.
The writer offers the fragrance of fresh flowers,
an abundance of buds blooming.
Twenty raise vivid metaphors;
clouds rise.
(Lu Ji)
SLEEP OF SPRING
Deep sleep spring does not see the sunrise.
Around it sounds of singing birds.
A night downpour of rain and wind:
the flowers fell, how many?
(Meng Hao-jan)
