William Weiyi Marr


Last Life - Poem by William Weiyi Marr

Roaming somewhere in the universe
a clang from an anvil
or a hollow resonance from the woods
is yet to reach me
otherwise I might be able to tell you
in my last life
I was a blacksmith
or a woodpecker

a painter, or a flower
if only I could recall
the face of an evening sky
still wet on canvas
or a brilliant dewdrop
precariously rolling
and rolling

a trace of cloud
a whiff of air...

(1993, Chicago)


The Chinese version:


前生


鐵砧上的一個
叮噹
森林裡的一聲< br>空洞
正在宇宙某處晃蕩
不然
我也許能告訴你
前生
我是個鐵匠
或一隻啄木鳥

畫家,或一朵小花
如果我能記起
一個黃昏的臉色在畫布上油漆未乾
或一顆晶瑩的朝露
仍在那裡滴溜溜地轉

一抹雲
一絲風…

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Topic(s) of this poem: artistic work, love and life

Form: Free Verse


Comments about Last Life by William Weiyi Marr

  • Roseann Shawiak (7/27/2015 2:46:00 PM)


    Beautiful imagery, an innocent silence lies within your poem. Loved it! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 31, 2016


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