THE VARIATION OF A THEME
performed on a single string
By Lian Huang
(黄楝
原诗 黄楝
英译)
My
illusion-burdened heart flicker
s
Myriad dreams straggling
Candle
light invites my back-figure
onto
the wall 'n I face what I appear
Chime
clock di-di-da-da-di-di-da-di-da
In
lethargic tone he tells me
his
24-hour-loneliness from morn till eve
Palpitation's
sonorous intonation
can
sonata no melodious or harsh
music
witch makes me excited
bravo-hurrah-ugh
A
long-closed reclusive window
is
the self-respected face of an aged spinster
awaiting
a somebody calling Open Sesame
with
a feverish 369 degree ardor
Sesmare
opens the door then I find
I
become the master of a steed encountered
not
even once in a millennium
To
seek 'n pursue U'd better
start
earlier before G. M. T.
Mount
'n whip but make sure before prancing
to have
perused Philosopher Lian-Bu-Huang's
masterpiece
that
says: A sesmare is not a real horse
When
U r wise enough to understand that
a sesmare
is not a real horse
U'll
discover comprehendingly
what's
more comfortable than a saddle
is a
chair under your buttocks (Ohhh,yeah)
Oh
yeahyeahyeah though not so yeah
like
the monotonous tune of a love song
that a misanthropic man
sing to a thousand &
one lasses separately
When no sound is here
or there
U contemplate like a
molded plaster
'n candle light the strong
acid dissolve U
into void
The man in the mirror
in front of U
with whom U feel familiar
standing & staring
circumspectly
as if insepecting an
unearthed artifact
is no where to be found
again
Then the mirror is really
a mirror now
just as U r now really
yourself
who know not what U r
'n what state U r in
Unmelodious
knocks on the ding-dong door
crack
'n crush the hard-iced shell of heart-egg
with
muffled music
The
motion of a standing-up reduce the dimensions
of
all scenes in the house
The
door's opened 'n nobody's found
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