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A Bouquet (an excerpt)

Bei Dao

A Bouquet (an excerpt) 

Between me and the world
You are a calendar, a compass
A ray of light that slips through the gloom
You are a biographical sketch, a bookmark
A preface that comes at the end

Between me and the world
You are a gauze curtain, a mist
A lamp shining into my dreams
You are a bamboo flute, a song without words
A closed eyelid carved in stone



"A Bouquet" translated by Bonnie S. McDougall, from The August Sleepwalker. Copyright © 1998 by Bei Dao. Translation copyright © 1988, 1990 by Bonnie S. McDougall. Reprinted with permission of New Directions Publishing Corp.