Poems

Woods

Reaching each root in sequence
the hidden water is silver-white
advancing in the way cogs catch onto cogs

Softly this hand-crafted news
reaches the fresh leaves

Translation notes

This short poem took rather a long time to translate, largely because we opted to stay as close to the original Chinese as possible and, as you'll see if you take a look at the literal version prepared by Chenxin Jiang, the poem is written in condensed and idiosyncratic language with very singular imagery.

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