Monday, April 16, 2012

#3

Wild summer was in your gaze
Earth laughs in flowers
Lust in the chill of the grave
Wind's hand touches

Mind bent with the weight of sorrow
orchid boat i board alone
Spring rain blurs the lantern light
Deep green are my parting thoughts of you

.Pearl to hsu Chih-mo.
November 1931

well, can i?

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