In an emblematic downpour I shift my body, look towards ocean watch fish slow down gasping for air Eyes of my homeland. I am one lost in a crowd. Thirty-eight years of struggle, I join the wheat harvest crew In the dark and alone, carrying water, in free moments scrutinizing the growing crops Effort through bad seasons imagining I'm a happy harvester not going with the crowd I know well the pain of purposeful neglect use my heart more, not my mind Living in imagination a phantom joy From tranquility cleaner and cleaner far from the clever crowd closer to my own delirium With a precise cold eye I see the one who lives alone walk in the rain Discomfort is a ray of light in harder and harder rain Crossing the intersection, in my heart, eyes of a spawning fish slowly going shut. Homeland with the sound of ocean in the ear of someone sick resonant and more resonant
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Di, Xue
In an emblematic downpour I shift my body, look towards ocean watch fish slow down gasping for air Eyes of my homeland. I am one lost in a crowd. Thirty-eight years of struggle, I join the wheat harvest crew In the dark and alone, carrying water, in free moments scrutinizing the growing crops Effort through bad seasons imagining I'm a happy harvester not going with the crowd I know well the pain of purposeful neglect use my heart more, not my mind Living in imagination a phantom joy From tranquility cleaner and cleaner far from the clever crowd closer to my own delirium With a precise cold eye I see the one who lives alone walk in the rain Discomfort is a ray of light in harder and harder rain Crossing the intersection, in my heart, eyes of a spawning fish slowly going shut. Homeland with the sound of ocean in the ear of someone sick resonant and more resonant