Four Poems by Helen Pletts 海伦·普莱茨 translated into Chinese by Ma Yongbo 马永波
we are the weeping spring rain
May 10, 2025 · 21 Comments
Ma Yongbo: Father’s Little Boat (English and Chinese)
She sits beside him all night,
watching the Father’s darkness,
listening to the careful breath of the dark,
listening to the broken winds of another world.
March 25, 2025 · 20 Comments
Ma Yongbo: Train to the Snow Country
This is a journey without an end,
Who can tell you what to do
After the fairy tale ends?
January 14, 2025 · 21 Comments
Ma Yongbo: I Have Always Been in Love With You (English and Chinese)
Sometimes I suddenly stop on the road
feel a breeze brushing my ears
That’s you passing by
December 21, 2024 · 16 Comments
Helen Pletts: love lies like a silver thought on still water
and when the light catches up with it, I catch myself
and throw myself into the depths
November 9, 2024 · 17 Comments
Yongbo Ma: Midway Stop
It was an autumn long ago
I was still young then, still in love with something
May 7, 2024 · 10 Comments
Deborah Bogen: Three poems by Yongbo Ma
…thunder is like a guarantee that everything exists,
that the wine will not sour,
that the season will turn again,
as it always has.
February 12, 2024 · 24 Comments
