Never Will I Invest In Love Poem by Bing Hua

Except love,
I can manage all things.
Even losses into gains I can turn.

I may, except love,
Cultivate everything
And yield a handsome return.

There isn’t a word—affection
Listed out in love’s lexicon.

Love’s like photography
That makes instant eternity
From quantitative to qualitative changes neither need to undergo
Nor an input and output balance is needed so.

Love is an unpromising stock
The get-in the buyer reckons promising
In time gets dead in lock
Better than in love is investment in anything



By Rose Lu (Bing hua) Tr. East Sea Fairy