A Poem Presented to October
1. The Crops
Quietly the Autumn fills my face;
I am the wiser.
I want to be with the horses and carriages
pulling the sun into the wheat fields . . .
3. The Fruit
What lovely children,
what lovely eyes;
the sun himself is like a red apple,
beneath it the countless fantasies of children.
4. The Forest in Autumn
Nothing of your glance is here.
no sound of yours,
just a red scarf fallen by the way . . .
5. The Earth
All my feelings
have been baked by the sun.
I wish you and I with one heart
could sweep away the darkness down the road.
7. The Sailboat
When that time comes
I will come back with the storm.
8. Sincerely Yours
I bring one rose-red petal of sunlight
and dedicate it to love.
translated by Gordon T. Osing and De-An Wu Swihart
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