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Three Poems

Three Poems WU SHENG water ! water ! Mouths cracked like a turtle shell The broad fields of my village Shout to the ditches: Water! Water! Give us water! Beds parched and bare The ditches, big and small, of my village Shout to the reservoirs: Water! Water! Give us water! Burning with unconcealed anxiety The huge mountain reservoirs Shout to the sky: Water! Water! Give us water! Innocently, the overcast sky Bitterly protests: The rain I give every season Has not diminished Never have I shorted you It is you with your savage severing Of the lifeblood of deep-rooted water It is you with your unbridled excavation Of soil and stones that firmly hold the slopes in place It is you with your paving over of green fields Who break the water cycle 106 I care not to imagine the following scene The mouth of every resident of the island Pressed close to dry faucets Connected to empty pipes and silted reservoirs And shouting, imploring the sky Water! Water! Give us water! one kilometer of coastline Another development memo Orders the saws to mow down Thousands of trees, felling them one after another The seabirds have no place to perch They http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Manoa University of Hawai'I Press

Three Poems

Manoa , Volume 15 (1) – May 19, 2003

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Abstract

WU SHENG water ! water ! Mouths cracked like a turtle shell The broad fields of my village Shout to the ditches: Water! Water! Give us water! Beds parched and bare The ditches, big and small, of my village Shout to the reservoirs: Water! Water! Give us water! Burning with unconcealed anxiety The huge mountain reservoirs Shout to the sky: Water! Water! Give us water! Innocently, the overcast sky Bitterly protests: The rain I give every season Has not diminished Never have I shorted you It is you with your savage severing Of the lifeblood of deep-rooted water It is you with your unbridled excavation Of soil and stones that firmly hold the slopes in place It is you with your paving over of green fields Who break the water cycle 106 I care not to imagine the following scene The mouth of every resident of the island Pressed close to dry faucets Connected to empty pipes and silted reservoirs And shouting, imploring the sky Water! Water! Give us water! one kilometer of coastline Another development memo Orders the saws to mow down Thousands of trees, felling them one after another The seabirds have no place to perch They

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ManoaUniversity of Hawai'I Press

Published: May 19, 2003

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