Tag: Wang Pu
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Seven Poems by Wang Pu
People sit on a train slowly approaching the station. Their platform was left behind in another province; those who saw them off had the same blazing eyes once, like flaming handkerchiefs.
People sit on a train slowly approaching the station. Their platform was left behind in another province; those who saw them off had the same blazing eyes once, like flaming handkerchiefs.
World Poetry Review 