
starry sky
Lee South
Who is it
Strike iron in the universe
Put the iron filings that burst out
Splash the sky
The blacksmith sneezes with fire
And put the shining spit star
Sprinkle also
Around the furnace
Construction high in the night sky
Countless silver rivets will be placed
The button is embellished at the top of the firmament
Those invisible people
Every mouth
They all hold one
A flaming pipe
The face and figure of the mystic
Can't see clearly
No one knows
The blacksmiths who are in charge of the flames
Rivets on those overhanging ladders and scaffolding
But you can hear it
They
The sound of talking
Excerpt from Li Nanfang's poetry collection "The Rainbow of Life"