A final post for the China poetry series
Chou Nu Er
In days when I was young and didn’t know the taste of sorrow
I like to climb the storied tower,
I like to climb the storied tower;
To write the latest odes I forced myself to tell of sorrow.
Now that I understand the taste of sorrow altogether
I would like to tell, but stop,
I would like to tell, but stop;
Instead I say, ‘What a cool day! Such lovely autumn weather!’
Your website is beautiful and the translated poems touches me. Thank you for making them available.
An Lim, Malaysia
The reach of the internet never fails to amaze me. Thank you, An Lim, for writing. Believe it or not my sister lived for six years in K.L. and now lives in Singapore. My brother lives in Bangkok.