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By William McNaughton, Lenore Mayhew
Those attractive and unique poems are made on hand to Western readers in a translation that fuses the imagery of age-old China with a supple, energetic sleek idiom. This translation (with explanatory notes) allows Western readers to know the sensitivity, grace, and poetic ability that make the Tzu Yeh poems the most vital creative contributions in their time.
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It’s almost noon. —another bed, other ears, other ear rings, other mouths, other slippers, other dresses colors, doors, phone numbers. you were once strong enough to live alone. for a man nearing sixty you should be more sensible. you start the car and shift, thinking, I’ll phone Jeanie when I get in, I haven’t seen her since Friday. trapped don’t undress my love you might find a mannequin; don’t undress the mannequin you might find my love. she’s long ago forgotten me. she’s trying on a new hat and looks more the coquette than ever.
You drive down to the shore and sit in your car. it’s almost noon. —another bed, other ears, other ear rings, other mouths, other slippers, other dresses colors, doors, phone numbers. you were once strong enough to live alone. for a man nearing sixty you should be more sensible. you start the car and shift, thinking, I’ll phone Jeanie when I get in, I haven’t seen her since Friday. trapped don’t undress my love you might find a mannequin; don’t undress the mannequin you might find my love. she’s long ago forgotten me.
She’s trying on a new hat and looks more the coquette than ever. she is a child and a mannequin and death. I can’t hate that. she didn’t do anything unusual. I only wanted her to. tonight “your poems about the girls will still be around 50 years from now when the girls are gone,” my editor phones me. dear editor: the girls appear to be gone already. I know what you mean but give me one truly alive woman tonight walking across the floor toward me and you can have all the poems the good ones the bad ones or any that I might write after this one.