Last Poem of Spring

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Last Poem of Spring

Boxing up books. It is almost summer.
So many different flowers are packed in

the small flower garden. Gin and tonic
in a jar with ice, as light leaks away.

There are the dead, the lost,
the memories floating in patterns

like fireflies, their season starting
with a wild inland storm, mountains

disappearing behind the gray wall

3 thoughts on “Last Poem of Spring

  1. Mary Tang

    Reblogged this on Life is But This and commented:
    This is my Chinese translation of Jeff Schwaner’s poem. My reading is in Cantonese

    致春末

    收書入箱
    夏日將至
    小花園擠滿
    多種花兒
    金湯尼
    加冰一杯
    光線溜走
    有的是死了,失了
    記憶浮現於圖案中
    像螢火蟲
    它們的季節
    從內地的
    暴風雨開始
    山脈在灰壁後
    消失

    (c) Mary Tang

    Reply

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