Remorse
by Wang Chang-Ling
too young
for sorrow
she powdered her face
like dancing bees
bringing pollen back to the hive
on this fine spring day
from her balcony
she sees green buds on twigs
birds mating
all these omens swell
her heart with regret
she sent her husband
to war
to seek fame
translated by David Sen
interpreted by Dick Russell
copyright © Dick Russell 2014
an earlier version published in
Chapman Chinese Issue
1972, Chapman, Editor: Walter
Perrie
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