Our Eyes Are Two Dry Wells

by Li Bifeng

Eyes – these two dry wells
Deep in the puzzled gazes there
once fertile sludge is hidden
The seedlings of love were
burned out through the fire of tears
We live on the other side of grief
Over the high wall, we watch
the sun from afar and
the mountains from afar
In the dreams of nights, we see
people from afar
Using the net of yearning we salvage
those scattered memories and then we let
the bones grow into the bones


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