A lilac tale or seven days in Xanadu (A poem)

Carrying an oil-paper umbrella, wandering

in the deep, deep

and mirrored seven alley

I expect to meet

a girl with sadness of a lilac tale, she

 

eeeeewill be steeped in the liquid sunset, wandering

joined but alone

in my mirrored tale and carrying an oil-paper umbrella

just like me, solitary and walking

in silence, she

 

eeeeewill approach in lilac silence

draw close and gaze deep, deep into my eyes

eeeeewill drift past like a figure

in a dream drifting, like an hourflower

further and further, in lilac silence and

 

passing a broken-down fence

treading on the melancholy pulse of the purple rain heart

her colour fading

her fragrance washed out

toward the end of my mirrored tale, she

 

eeeeewill fade away like her gaze

eeeeewith sadness of a lilac hourflower

eeeeedrifting past me

 

like a girl

 

© Julie O’Yang. Text based on a poem by the Chinese symbolist poet Dai Wangshu (1905-1950), image private collection 

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2 responses to “A lilac tale or seven days in Xanadu (A poem)

  1. Plumleaf07 Arts - Mai Twynham Hoang

    Beautiful, beautiful – so wanna paint an image from your words x

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