Passers-by, Out of your many faces Flash memories to me Now at the day end Away from the sidewalks Where your shoe soles traveled And your voices rose and blent To form the city’s afternoon roar Hindering an old silence. Passers-by, I remember lean ones among you, Throats in the [...]
» view moreI have been in many places: crops link farmhouses day follows night. Flowery clothes dry in sunshine on fences women winnow grain, sort beans ocher ox bends, drinks beside canal oh, it drinks earth’s boundless suffering I love the lay of China’s land because I have never traveled elsewhere. I [...]
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