NIGHT CRUISE ON RIVER TUO,
DRAGON-BOAT FESTIVAL, 2002
While our memory is still flickering and drifting
with the water lamps in the stream of time
our eyes are already filled with fog
like the chilly surface of tonight’s river
The drumbeats pounding our chests all day
are finally silent
waves stirred up by the thousands of paddles
have also calmed
Under the hazy starlight
a couple of mandarin ducks
are chattering and necking
