Alberto Laiseca - 5 Poems

The Big Wall

It is not their habit,
but the yellow heron spread its wings and started a night flight last night.

It is not frequent in China;
but sometimes it happens that someone disarms the Great Wall
so that the heart is exposed
and can love again.

Yuan Ho. Han Dynasty.

Miniature Landscape Arrangements

I take a handful of dirt and make those who look believe,
that it is a mountain.
She takes a carved cup, filled with water,
and turns it into a river.
Yesterday I saw her
and we agreed to transform something between the two
to outwit the Six Demons of the desert.

Ho Yuan Chen. Legendary Dynasty.

King Ch'in burns books and builds walls

King Ch'in burns books and builds walls;
but the snow of the four mountains has not yet melted,
despite the summer.
King Ch'in carries a piece of jade from birth;
but among the cane fields a woman has given birth.
King Ch'in has written History, in fine characters,
on rice paper;
but Confucius said, "I hate the color purple
because it is confused with the color red. "
Emperors Yao and Shun smile.

Yen Ts'anglang. Ch'i dynasty.

The memory of your smile

The dew increases the weight of my robe.
The dream dances away from me
ignoring the entrance proposed by my eyes.
However I need to rest tonight,
because tomorrow I'll have to cross that desert of bamboo made of sand.

I have almost no water,
but the memory of your smile
can change despair and destiny.

Cho Tang. Chin dynasty.

Floating Farewell

Eleven years ago you left.
No one touches that red painted lute
but I still hear his floating farewell.
The horses passed yesterday in front of the house where I live;
however, the coral still clinks on my table.
The afternoon is not over
and the peasant is still bent on the paddy field.
Not even the most severe discipline managed to disperse the morning mist,
that I keep in the hollow of my hand.

Yang Ch'eng. T'ang dynasty