Saturday, April 23, 2005
Discovered in a anthology of Chinese poetry bought for 50 cents this afternoon at a book sale. Dedicated to all those shaken by the passing funk. Feel it. Know it as it helps you know yourself. And then outgrow it.
Perhaps
--reply to the Loneliness of a Poet
Perhaps our hearts
will have no reader
Perhaps we took up the wrong road
and so we end up lost
Perhaps we light one lantern after another
storms blow them out one by one
Perhaps we burn our life candle against the dark
but no fire warms the body
Perhaps once we're out of tears
the land will be fertilized
Perhaps while we praise the sun
we are also sung by the sun
Perhaps the heavier the monkey on our shoulders
the more we believe
Perhaps we can only protest others' suffering
silent to our own misfortune
Perhaps
because this call is irresistible
we have no other choice
Shu Ting
Translated by Tony Barnstone and Newton Lin
Perhaps
--reply to the Loneliness of a Poet
Perhaps our hearts
will have no reader
Perhaps we took up the wrong road
and so we end up lost
Perhaps we light one lantern after another
storms blow them out one by one
Perhaps we burn our life candle against the dark
but no fire warms the body
Perhaps once we're out of tears
the land will be fertilized
Perhaps while we praise the sun
we are also sung by the sun
Perhaps the heavier the monkey on our shoulders
the more we believe
Perhaps we can only protest others' suffering
silent to our own misfortune
Perhaps
because this call is irresistible
we have no other choice
Shu Ting
Translated by Tony Barnstone and Newton Lin
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