The Fisherman and His Life

Perhaps

it was due to overwhelming melancholy

the fisherman walked down to the river

for a temporary rest

Perhaps, it was because the reeds

saw the footprints of the fisherman

seagulls made decision

to fly away from

noisy and madding crowd

Someone recalled the life under water

was like fish’s murmurs

vague and ephemeral;

someone also recalled
the life of fisherman -

fishing all day,

packing up net,

walking along river,
conversing

with rocks behind the reeds

Someone believed,
that the reeds overheard the conversation

but words were obscure
like sand grains

mixed with bubbles of tide waves

Perhaps, it was due to the wind,

the reeds never heard
what fisherman said

Perhaps
it was because fishing net
blocked the view

the reeds did not see
what really happened

to the fisherman

and his life

The Fisherman, printmaking, Max Kurzweil

*Translated /re-wrote from my early Chinese poem.

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打鱼人的生世

也许是 河边的枯草
不经意地
记下了打鱼人的脚印
江鸥 才飞过了许多
模糊的人迹 

有人回忆 
许多年前的水中生活 
就像是鱼 说一些 
转瞬即逝的梦语 

也许是 
像树叶一样多的忧郁 
盖满了眼睛 
疲倦的腿 
才去江边歇息 

有人回忆 
多少年后的打鱼人 
收起渔网 
空着笆篓踏过鹅卵石 
枯草听见他们对话 
像涨潮时的泡沫 
翻卷出的沙子 

也许是因为渔网 
挡住了视线 
枯草才不再回过头 
去看渔网后的天空 
也许是因为 
没有风 
吹散树叶 
枯草在石头后面 
 什么也看不清