Sunday, September 10, 2017

ONE CANDLE

One Candle
  --after Yun Dongju

One candle --
I smell its fragrance fill my room.

Before the altar of bright hope was destroyed
I beheld the pristine offering.

Her body, like a goat's rib,
and even her mission 
put to the flames.
Blood and tears drop like white jade.

Candlelight flickers from the desktop
a wild waving fairy dance.

Like a falcon-fleeing pheasant
darkness through the window flees.

So now I inhale 
the great fragrance of the offering. 

--tr. Duane Vorhees

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