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)
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)
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