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di Sophy Chen


As I was young my mom planted some flowers 
In front of our old wooden house in springs 
In my memory they were peony, China rose… 
But what I loved the most was the tuberose 

In summer night it’s a nice time to me 
You could sit in yard to listen the night birds 
Singing on cliffs, insects singing in bushes 
And look at the moon moving in night skies 

However, while your heart was beating at pace 
With insects singing and in the sudden 
From nowhere floating the rays of fragrance 
In the moon a bunch of tuberose blossoms 

As these flowers always bloom in moon nights
Your great poem may be living in its fragrance

2013-10-05 In Guangzhou, China