Translated from Chinese by Shilin Ou
I go deep into the night, holding flowers
and a firebrand. Darkness is moving.
This is a book of sand, with pages tainted by black ink.
Written language shall be more eternal, yet dimmer
than starlight. A Grain of Sand leaves the desert.
Two ants are separated by the ocean.
Under the open roof, a chair recalls the distant forest,
the wind and rain. A drop of water develops its loneliness,
just on the thought of the sea.
About the author:
Jinming Huang is a well-known Chinese poet. His works are included in numerous anthologies. He has published 10 collections of poems, essays, novels and stories. Huang is the winner of many literary prizes, including the Lu Xun Literary Award of Guangdong Province. Huang is now a professional writer of Chinese Writers Association of Guangdong Province.