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You’ve brought the solitude of San Francisco to Wuhan.
Unable to fall asleep among your books,
You have parted the ocean to visit me—
We visit the city where we lived for thirty years
A modern highway takes us by our old homes—
To push back old age, what things can we evoke from youth:
Miraculous young love and its mysteries that our
Everything falls apart, our bodies become ruins, the flames
mourning. It’s become nearly as foreign as youth. 2011 for Bao Lin Translation from Chinese by Ming Di and Frank Stewart
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