Poetry Appearing in Poetry In Motion® Portland

Short Poem

Meng Hao Ran

In spring, asleep,
I'm not aware of dawn
till I'm surrounded
with the cry of birds.
Last night arrived
with a sound of wind and rain-
who knows how many blossoms
drifted down?

Translated by Lois Baker

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"Short Poem" from Man Covered with Bees. Copyright © 2001 by Lois Baker. Reprinted with the permission of Howlett Press.


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