Poetry Contest for National Poetry Month 2010 |Poetry Contest Judges | Best poetry ever! booklist | Poetry – Local Authors booklist After Reading Ted Hughes' "Full Moon and Little Frieda" (mp3) I fall in love with you, Moon, seeing you step back like a timid artist. Listening to the night, you come out, a pail lifted. Moon, they are gone. They left you watching over the river. How many years since? And you watch the small village becoming a floating island in the dark. Among rows of windows, the night flows, and I wide awake. How much I want to imitate Li Po, dancing with his white sleeves, a hum from his burning heart, night after night inviting you for a drink! The wine never drained, yet he drowned in the silver river. Moon, lift your bucket, come out once again. I won't make a sound. Anna Yin |
读特德修斯的月亮
月亮，我坠入了你的爱河。
看着你好似羞涩的艺术家
退回到夜幕里。
聆听着秋夜，你悄然
出来，手里拎着一个圆桶。
月亮，他们都已离去。
独留下你照看着
夜色里的长河。
多少年过去了？
你看着小小的村庄
成为漂浮的岛屿。
在行行的窗户之间，
黑夜流动，而我难以成寐。
我多想模仿李白，
依着他的长衫漫舞，
伴着燃烧的心轻唱。
每晚都来邀请你共饮。
美酒不会干涸，
而李白沉没在银色的河水中，
再也不见身影。
月亮，提起你的圆桶，
再一次出来吧，
我会安静得不弄出半点声响。
