I find myself dumb

[Lake]

-- 512 earthquake in Sichuan


History repeats itself --
thirty-two years later
on the other end of the planet
my deeply buried wound is torn open
once again, mercilessly.

The TV screen goes blank
as I aimlessly stare at it.
Any word would sound as dumb
as wordless, tears helpless as
tearless. Pray, silently I pray.

A blood stained arm reaching
out of concrete debris,
whose hand is held tight
by a hand outside: a battle
between death and life.

Rows of bodies lay wrapped
in plastic bags. A backpack, a shoe…
scattered on the rubble.
As time expires, hope of surviving
dwindles. Pray, silently I pray.


(Yes, it is raw, very raw as one reader said.)
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the trouble with poetry is that it encourages the writing of more poetry -- Billy Collins

[hepingdao]

The TV screen goes blank
as I aimlessly stare at it.

A blood stained arm reaching
out of concrete debris,
whose hand is held tight
by a hand outside: a battle
between death and life.
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[Lake]

Dumbfounded
-- 5.12 Earthquake in Sichuan

On the other end
of the planet, my wound
is torn open once again,
thirty-two years later.

The TV screen goes blank
as I stare at it.
My words are no words,
tears no tears.

A blood stained arm reaching
out of concrete debris,
a hand is held tight
by a hand outside.

A backpack, a shoe…
scattered in the rubble –
the identities of the lost.
Time leaves lives behind.

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the trouble with poetry is that it encourages the writing of more poetry -- Billy Collins

[jemmy]

已经死亡近七万，估计近10万
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[kino]

又犯职业病~~~~~~~~

Dumbfounded
-- 5.12 Earthquake in Sichuan

失语
——记5.12四川大地震

On the other end
of the planet, my wound
is torn open once again,
thirty-two years later.
三十二年之后
在地球的另一端
我的伤口
再一次被撕裂

The TV screen goes blank
as I stare at it.
My words are no words,
tears no tears.
我盯着电视屏幕
却堕入茫然
言语已不成语言
眼泪也不再是眼泪

A blood stained arm reaching
out of concrete debris,
a hand is held tight
by a hand outside.
沾满血迹的手臂
伸出废墟
一只手紧攥着
外面的另一只

A backpack, a shoe…
scattered in the rubble –
the identities of the lost.
Time leaves lives behind.
背包、鞋子……
散落在瓦砾间
是离去者的身份证明
时间将生命留在了身后

[Lake]

[jemmy]

KINO就不对我犯职业病
KINO，什么时候犯犯病吧，在我博客里挑篇来译
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