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.



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