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people’s central street section two

some place names
can only be seen clearly
in heavy rain

beads of water magnify it bit by bit
until it’s so big anyone
can go in and out at will
you can enjoy the sight
with your eyes closed

and in the beads of water bit by bit
refracted
reflected on a sign
there it is: people’s central street section two

here I open my umbrella
and the beads of water come rolling down

 

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flumehead

This is confusing - I don’t think the original/literal translation and the final translation are the same poem?

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