Poems by Guma

Guma, a civil servant intheciviladministrationorganinGansu Province.



● GRASSLAND

Agate and fire are inlaid in a turquoise
And inlaid amid our lives

Fierce wind blows out your eyes
And robbers does not plunder my heart



● A MORNINNG MOTTO

Turning the harms created by dark night
Into dewy fresh flowers
And delicating white clouds
To the looks of deceased sheep



● WILD GEESE

At a fine night with moonshine
Stretch white cloud's feet into the sky in lake
And pick up the fallen book while drowsing

--There's always jade-like wild geese in it



● FOLK SONGS AND PROVERBS(I)

Horseshoes exchanged for Tibetan butter
Silver bracelets exchanged for highland barley
Hold my waist tightly in your arms
And ride across flood, rapids shake the moon--which will not fall



● FOLK SONGS AND PROVERBS(III)

Saddle on a horseback
Pigeon in a cherrytree
The horse dies and the pigeon flies away
Riding a worn saddle around the tree--a girl can't find a mouth



● BARN LANTERN

Sitting amidst a snowstorm, writing a poem to you
The last ten lines
Ten frozen-stiff fingers closing up the barn lantern
Are ribs, and also the barn that can't close up fire

Turning-point
A silver bowl is treasured in my red-lacquered chest
The reed catkins by the water
Please grow up fast
And reach to the bowl-rim yourselves



● GRASS SEED

Burying a word underground
At an open of history before bronze age or after A.D.

A skinny horse that gets the roots of things
Its front hooves digging sand andsnow
Aresomehowmelancholicand hesitant setting suns at the moment 





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Poems by Lu Su

Lu Su, a Chinese women poet who lives in Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province.


● A FLYING BIRD

It is a ear
We set up in the sky

Good news live very high
And wait to be held in its beak
Jingling 
in the early morning we awake



● BRIGHTNESS

That blind man with lantern
Looks for brightness all over the world
But he doesn't know
What he wants
Is all along in his hand



● ONCE

A letter vanishes more easily than a blank paper

What does this matter
But love or hatred
Is better than time-wasting

Same way, a mossy slate
Is beeter than a loenly marble



● SUDDEN

When I look into a mirror
And comb my hair
I think of someone
But the sudden blush in my face
Gives me a start

And I can no longer who the man is



● GRAVEL

When I am very old and light
A feather can carry me away
Please carefully guard me
Don't let me disappear
Even if that place is Paradise
I would only like
To be the single gravel
Staying in your palm







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