A Shovel-like Coin

A Shovel-like Coin

Thou died, then, was reborn.
Through a patch of sunlight in Luoyang
I looked and saw the rays from heart——
Not the Roentgen rays but amazement
You shaped like a shovel, related
To earth. Your metaphysical entity
Melted into transaction, and
Floating over politics, is that
Civilization symbolized, or
Degeneration of man? It's hard to tell.
Buried in the yellow soil,
Was the Six-horse Royal Cart, what the sight of horse bones
Backs up, perhaps, is only
An ancient capital

空首布

你死亡，然后，复活
在洛阳的一小片光斑里
我透视，内心的射线
不是伦琴，是惊诧
你的外形，如铲，与土
有关，你形而上的身影
溶入交易，而
飘忽於政冶，那是
符号化的文明，还是
人性的堕落？都说不清了
一堆黄土中的
天子六驾，满目马骨
撑起的也许只是
几代古都