Small Boats

The evening sky is helplessly hanging,
a full-length mirror to the ground;
Beyond the clouds, a faint, hardly visible star—
Now seen, now lost, my image.

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SMALL BOATS

Lonely boats are anchored slantwise,
Beaches everywhere are so.
Just as heads leaning slantwise
Are full of sadness.

FANG CH’I, Taiwan (1937 – )
From: “China China”

Contemporary poetry from Taiwan. Point Editions 1986