Chinese Love Poem - Translated By Kenneth Rexroth

[Larry Robinson]

You and I have 
so much love
That it burns
    like a fire
In which we bake
   A lump of clay
Molded into
   A figure of you 
   And a figure of me.
 
Then we take
Both of them
And break them
Into pieces.
 
And mix the pieces 
with water.
 
And mold again
A figure of you
And a figure of me.
 
I am in your clay.
You are in my clay.
In life we share 
a single quilt
In death 
a single bed.
 
                  Chinese Love Poem
                  Translated By Kenneth Rexroth
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