Poetry: Stillness Creates the Wind by Chi Lingyun

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◎ 寂静制造了风   池凌云    http://blog.sina.com.cn/chilingyun   寂静制造了风，河流在泥土中延续 一个又一个落日哺育灰色的屋宇 它的空洞有着炽烈的过去 在每一个积满尘土的蓄水池 有黎明前的长叹和平息之后的火焰 我开口，却已没有歌谣 初春的明镜，早已碎在揉皱的地图上 如果我还能低声歌唱 是因为确信烟尘也能永恒，愁苦的面容 感到被死亡珍惜的拥抱

◎ Stillness Creates the Wind   By Chi Lingyun    Tr Lush Greenness   Stillness creates moving air, and rivers seep underneath into earth. The setting sun fosters grayish housing buildings time and again Though its great void owns a blazing past. Dirt accumulates in each impounding reservoir and Deep sighs waft before the dawn, and then subsequent flames. I open my mouth but cannot let off a ballad. The bright mirror of early spring is broken upon the crumpled map. I am still capable of crooning a tune As I believe floating dusts turn into eternal beings and my distressed face Feels a sense of being embraced by death’s sympathy.