Sip wine of poetry 嚶詩酒
Sip wine of poetry
Sunny X-Y. Guan
1996
I felt her heart
—trembling
and my heart
—rhythemed;
I heard her mandolin
—vibrating
and my string
—rhymed.
Poetry sheds from her
—bleeding heart
and should be penetrated
—with my heart
— bleeding!
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