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Perhaps I’ve Never Forgotten

Perhaps I’ve Never Forgotten For my birthplace and my childhood I’ve had many dream s I dream most oen o ft f Zhaojue , the small town where I grew u p My childhood was caref ree Deep in the mountains, I sa w the seasons’ mystical chan ges All living things between earth an d sky quietly changed their forms o f life In those endless field s dragonfly wings were transparent as si lver When night’s curtain f ell I lay alone on the highla nds, without language, without ide as, and without thoug hts Only breath and life sink ing between time and the cosm os I seemed to have become aware of death quite y oung but blessings of eternity and h ope l fi led my heart with gratitude fo r life Who can imagine how radia nt my childhood wa s the promise I made alone under a starr y sky: to be a poet faithful to my cu lture and a poet of conscien ce I would even dare to say: this was the prelude to everything Jidi Majia 87 http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Manoa University of Hawai'I Press

Perhaps I’ve Never Forgotten

Manoa , Volume 30 (1) – Sep 21, 2018

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Abstract

For my birthplace and my childhood I’ve had many dream s I dream most oen o ft f Zhaojue , the small town where I grew u p My childhood was caref ree Deep in the mountains, I sa w the seasons’ mystical chan ges All living things between earth an d sky quietly changed their forms o f life In those endless field s dragonfly wings were transparent as si lver When night’s curtain f ell I lay alone on the highla nds, without language, without ide as, and without thoug hts Only breath and life sink ing between time and the cosm os I seemed to have become aware of death quite y oung but blessings of eternity and h ope l fi led my heart with gratitude fo r life Who can imagine how radia nt my childhood wa s the promise I made alone under a starr y sky: to be a poet faithful to my cu lture and a poet of conscien ce I would even dare to say: this was the prelude to everything Jidi Majia 87

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ManoaUniversity of Hawai'I Press

Published: Sep 21, 2018

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