Modern Poetry
Cannot take (the) curate's egg
无法携带之物
Sun Huifeng
We are going to travel, to get rid of
Long mechanical life.
But I can not take you.
We will reach the ticket as proof of
In a small hotel, put down the bag.
But I can not leave you.
We're going to sea, to witness a number of seabirds
How the chase boats.
But I can not fly you.
Those tired of people put their pile under the tree.
I am drinking mineral water in different places, everyone thought
Among the left, and open pocket.
But without you in my pocket.
Basically my pocket is empty, which
Only a handful of the wind overnight, and extracted from the leaves of your body.
These leaves are evidence: the body can not carry things,
Here but not here.
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