autumn. chiaroscuro# Translation - 译林
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Autumn is so skittish, the days
bump between summer heats and wintry chills:
from warm fumes under the clouds to crispy night airs and neons loud
on the sidewalks- mind fading away, over a glance;
mind longing to crawl
up
into some silent space, somewhere it can
only be reached by the roarings of subway cars, thunders above
orange letters; mind greedy and insolent
feeling lost and refuses to be comforted;
the metallic sphere of sanity
the only shield
Frosted fields in the morn, sugar dusted over
bump between summer heats and wintry chills:
from warm fumes under the clouds to crispy night airs and neons loud
on the sidewalks- mind fading away, over a glance;
mind longing to crawl
up
into some silent space, somewhere it can
only be reached by the roarings of subway cars, thunders above
orange letters; mind greedy and insolent
feeling lost and refuses to be comforted;
the metallic sphere of sanity
the only shield
Frosted fields in the morn, sugar dusted over
