Friday, October 10, 2014




                       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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