Selected Poems of Li Nanfang: To the Muse

To the Muse

Lee South

Dusk The shores of the long night

The wind blew through the entire wasteland

Only distant rain can be heard

But my verses are shining stars

Rises from the silent earth

Shoot countless questions into the sky

In the bush of light and shadow

I look forward to the echo of Katsumi

A muse of great style

I sing because of you

But when you walk into the temple of my language

You have taken my writings as incomprehensible

Worship my hazy statue like a lost soul

But I forgot to offer you a feast of flowers

Nor will I spend the winter night holding your sandalwood-scented campfire

Let me wander in the darkness after sunset

Passion exposes the roots

There is no spring in the tear-drenched desert

And deep in my pupils

The raging and silent sea

The lonely boat on the bed is like a half-wheeled bright moon

Float on the cusp of the waves that are about to collapse and begin to sink

You know it all

You see it all

But you are still silent

Excerpt from Li Nanfang's poetry collection "The Rainbow of Life"