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One Man’s Maple Moon: Shimmer Tanka

  English Original   sometimes a shimmer on the stair a trace of your scent lingers in my memory and fills the air I breathe   First published: The Bamboo Hut, Autumn 2016   Chinese Translation (Traditional)   有時候 樓梯上的微光 … Continue reading

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Abandon Tanka

  English Original   the jasmine spreads over the garden with abandon my hair unfurls unrestrained on your pillow without you   The Bamboo Hut, Autumn 2016   Chinese Translation (Traditional)   廢棄的花園裡 隨處都是茉莉花 你不在 在你的枕頭上我的頭髮 無拘無束地攤開   Chinese Translation … Continue reading

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One Man’s Maple Moon: Scent Tanka by Martha Magenta

  drawn to your scent I linger in your caress and wonder will I disappear if you stop dreaming me   © Martha Magenta   Previously published: The Bamboo Hut, Autumn 2016   Chinese Translation (Traditional)   受到你香味的吸引 我留連在你的愛撫之中 並想知道 假如你不再做夢了 … Continue reading

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One Man’s Maple Moon: Windswept Place Tanka

  I try to put the words of the wind in my poem this windswept place reminds me of you First published: The Bamboo Hut, Autumn 2016 © Martha Magenta Chinese Translation (Traditional) 試圖 將風的話語放入 我的詩裡 這個風吹雨打的地方 使我想起了你 Chinese Translation … Continue reading

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Tanka

  English Original training corps marking time with style blue mink stockings bomber jacket, skirt we made love not war © Martha Magenta Chinese Translation (Traditional) 訓練團隊 使用不同風格來標示年代 藍色水貂絲襪 轟炸員外套,裙子 我們做愛不作戰 Chinese Translation (Simplified) 训练团队 使用不同风格来标示年代 蓝色水貂丝袜 轰炸员外套,裙子 我们做爱不作战 One … Continue reading

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Tanka

  the jasmine spreads over the garden with abandon my hair unfurls unrestrained on your pillow without you The Bamboo Hut Autumn 2016   I try to put the words of the wind in my poem this windswept place reminds … Continue reading

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