Dear readers, today we will read NEW poems by Cao Shui popular poet of modern China. Hope you like it.
The Plan Of The Tower Of Babel（12
poems）
Light illuminates everything
From thirteen directions
All the people are confined to a high wall
You use the power of language
I once glimpsed the top of the Tower of Babel
That second of light
Happier than all love
Better than all dreams
They all say it is a hoax
But how can eyes deceive
The best world you've ever seen
You can't stop the pursuit of light
They begin to talk
With the power of sound
We must reach the top of the Tower of Babel
Film and drama become redemption
Odessa! Odessa!
He mutters to himself, on the Black Sea
Prometheus lit a torch in the Caucasus
Human beings are moving forward
Writing is a last resort
We catch fire with a camera
Paul Kochakin's eyes shines
Tonia Toumanova has gone with the wind
Oscar Schindler gushes in the pub
I also talk and laugh with people with wine glasses
Andy Dufresne digs a tunnel in prison
I dig this passage for my life through the dark of night
Michael Corleone's family is the New Roman Empire
We need to run a huge circle of contacts
Little Finger Lord Baelish says chaos is a ladder of power
We need to make something out of chaos
Nucky Thompson forces Odessa's gang in the Boardwalk Empire
Odessa! Odessa!
Who cares if a little guy kills a little guy
The senator of the Senate stabbed Gaius Julius Caesar to death
Heroes in the Green Forest overthrew the sage emperor Wang Mang
The torch that Prometheus lit has been extinguished
The fire in my heart is lit
Odessa! Odessa!
Beijing in front of Chaobai River
Rome in front of Tiber River
Our armies are pouring out on the horizon
Horses tread on flowers, on grass
Facing the prosperous city
We are ready to conquer
There is a piano in the
endless wilderness
I will come to it with my gun on my back
I will play a requiem for you
The sound of a piano flows in the wilderness
People begin to dance wildly
They are plotting intrigues behind their backs
They are vying for fame and fortune
I will play a requiem for them
The beast will also dance
The plant will also shake
Mountains and rivers begin to shake
Clouds and rain begin to fly
Out on the vast open field
I'll play a requiem for us
My fingers flutter between the keys
The gun on my back is shaking, too
I will play until it is dark
I'll play until people fall
Until my fingers are covered with blood
Then I will stand up in tears and leave, with the gun on my back
It's Autumn, It’s Getting Cold, The King Is Writing
Poetry
The eagles in God's home gather, and the eagles in God's village speak. It's autumn, it’s getting cold. The King is writing poetry. (Haizi)
The leaves are golden, the sun is golden
Yellow cloth flutters and paper turns yellow
It's autumn, it’s getting cold. The King is writing poetry
A boy in a straw hat sits on dead wood in the forest
He looks out at the distant mountains
The birds are leading the song
Sheep is a word
He picked up his pen and writes it down
When a man can't conquer the world with a knife, he chooses a pen
Mysterious language spreads in the air
The earth begins to stretch
The sky begins to rise
A crown of gold appears
Magnificent stones surround him
Become the tall Tower of Babel
You have to build it anyway
You have to build it anyway
The boy wakes up under his straw hat
He tells people that he saw the golden sky tower
It's autumn. It’s getting cold. The King is writing poetry
Light is like crystal
Warm is like mink
I don't want to leave the dragon's nest
The mother of the Dragon says to me
The Qinghai Lake is too shallow
You're going to swim in the sea
From Beijing to Los Angeles
You’re going to swim across the Pacific
From Xi'an to Rome
You’re going to fly over Asia
I fly around the dragon's nest
The mother of the Dragon says to me
Your wings are full
The lake is too small now
You will have to fly over the sea
I flap my wings and take off
And kiss the dragon's nest
And kiss the mother of the dragon
From Hong Kong City to New York City
Over Mount Ararat
See Noah's Ark
Through Jerusalem
See the Golden Ark
See the four pillars rise
There are people singing in Beijing
There are people narrating in Rome
There are people acting in New York City
There are people translating in Los Angeles
The temple of the heavenly tower will rise
The New Dragon Nest is built in the center
Christopher's Tongue Opens Mystery Of The Upper Jaw Of
The Tower Of Babel
Christopher! Christopher!
I'm repeating Allen Turing's good friend
Suddenly found the tongue against the upper jaw
Is like touching a dome
It's like climbing the top of the Tower of Babel
My voice goes smooth
My ears open
My tongue flies freely in the hall of my mouth
Christopher! Christopher!
Followers of Christ, followers of Christ
They blaze a new road
Christopher Columbus opens the New World
Christopher Nolan shot the great film Inception
The name of Turing machine is his boyfriend Christopher
We support our upper jaw with our teeth
Let the tongue swim like a snake
We have been searching for the mystery of the Tower of Babel
The tongue flies freely in ten directions
We emit all kinds of human voices
Everyone suddenly understands
The mystery of the Tower of Babel
Leda Descending In The Forbidden City
With a gorgeous look
Leda descends from the swan
that fans its huge wings,
and the light changes into thousands of shades.
I lay in the Forbidden City and watch
the falling of a star-like beauty.
Head pillow on Longevity Hill, left ear drum, right ear bell.
Her voice sounds like Heaven’s music in my ears.
Behind them are Qianqing Palace and Kunning Palace.
From Europe at sunset to Asia at sunrise is a very long way,
but now we are together after all.
The left arm worships the Ancestral Temple,
the right arm worships the Imperial Temple;
the left leg greets sunshine in the Temple of the Sun;
the right leg sees moonlight in the Temple of the Moon.
We embrace in the Forbidden City.
Let's start with sweet words on Longevity Hill,
from Shenwu Gate to inner heart.
Taihe Palace is connected to Kunning Palace,
Zhonghe Palace and Jiaotai Palace embrace each other,
Baohe Palace and Qianqing Palace intersect with each other.
We come out of the boudoir from Tian'anmen Gate.
Leda descends in the Forbidden City
from dusk to dawn,
at sunset in Europe, at sunrise in Asia.
Our necks meet and embrace.
The swan flaps its wings in emotion.
Leda rises on the swan and leaves.
The dragon turns over and flies into the sky in search of Leda.
They embrace each other in the sky
and separate in tears.
Their children and grandchildren will eventually become a family.
World Citizen
We were born in Beijing, not Chinese
We were born in Paris, not French
We were born in New York, not American
We were born in Delhi, not Indians
We were born in Jerusalem, not Israeli
We are citizens of the world
From Beijing to Rome
From Moscow to Vienna
From Tokyo to London
From Seoul to Berlin
From Samarkand to Constantinople
We walk around the world
Putting all the cities together is the citizen of the world
Putting all the languages together is the World Federation
Collaging all people's hearts together is paradise
We don't belong to any country
We are citizens of the world
Cao Shui Reads James Bond In English Nine Times And His
Lips Close The Door Of The Tower Of Babel
James Bond, Sean Connery
Shot down in the final mission
Bond, Bond, Bond, Bond
My lips close
I look up and call to Bond
The gate of the Tower of Babel closes
A dangerous game is going on
The beautiful girl is waiting
Bond will never come back, he said
Bond lives forever
It's only that Sean Connery left
At the end of the cocoon, the butterfly dances
At the end of the egg, the frog jumps
Little by little, the duckling turns into a swan and dances
Zeus is waiting for her there
Cao Shui reads English nine times a day
His lips close methodically
Looking up, I see the gate of the Tower of Babel closing
The Tip Of The Tongue Moves Like a Snake And Never
Stops At The Temple Of The Tower Of Babel
The huge wheels are spinning fast
The giant planet is spinning rapidly
The tip of your tongue moves freely in your mouth
Never stop a snake’s tongue
The dome of the upper jaw is supported by the tongue
The gate of the Tower of Babel is closed by lips
A hurricane explodes in the throat
Cheeks are always our image
Tongue confines itself to the mouth
There is absolute freedom in the temple
You have an agreement with God
God gives you the ability to connect with heaven
You serve in the temple
You may die alone with God
You may tryst with your lover when you are in love
The tip of a snake's tongue
Adam seduced Eve
Fuxi seduced Nuwa
The fragments of the Tower of Babel will gradually be pieced together on the tip of a single tongue
The complete secret of the Tower of Babel lies on it
Novel Corona Virus Makes The English Great Vowel Shift
And The Chinese Great Vowel Transfer Takes Place
A strong wind gathers sand in the Buddhist tower
A big river cuts mountains into Dragon veins
The Novel Corona Virus imprisons us
Our tongues practice pronunciation every morning
Chinese vowels have been pushed to the tip of the tongue
English vowels move from the throat to the tongue
Our tongue stays in the tongue
They make Chinese vowels go backward
They allow English vowels to move forward
The price of gold and silver fluctuates
They are hedging their tongues
The tip of the tongue suddenly reaches the upper jaw
Cao Who or Cao Shui suddenly understands
The secret of the Tower of Babel is not in Cao in the east
The secret of the Tower of Babel is not in Who in the west
The secret of the Tower of Babel is Cao Who between the east and the west
The east is backward and the west is forward
They meet at the top of Pamirs' tongue
The temple of the Tower of Babel rises up out of the void
You have no choice
There's no way back
You must meet on a narrow path
Two forces must meet in your chest
You have watched miracles happen
The Buddha, reincarnated with the body of the King Peacock
Jesus Christ, risen in the face of St. Paul
You close your eyes and meditate in all directions
The four pillars rise from all sides
Holding upright the ridge of the temple
Everything happens from here, everything dies here
This is the golden palace, it is the Top of the Tower of Babel
This is Peacock City, it is the Home of Eurafrasia
You have no choice
There's no way back
You will meet on a narrow path
The temples of the east and the west are built through your chest
（Translated
by George Wallace）
Biography of Cao ShuiAll the people are confined to a high wall
You use the power of language
I once glimpsed the top of the Tower of Babel
That second of light
Happier than all love
Better than all dreams
They all say it is a hoax
But how can eyes deceive
The best world you've ever seen
You can't stop the pursuit of light
They begin to talk
With the power of sound
We must reach the top of the Tower of Babel
The Apocalypse Of Odessa
We capture timeFilm and drama become redemption
Odessa! Odessa!
He mutters to himself, on the Black Sea
Prometheus lit a torch in the Caucasus
Human beings are moving forward
Writing is a last resort
We catch fire with a camera
Paul Kochakin's eyes shines
Tonia Toumanova has gone with the wind
Oscar Schindler gushes in the pub
I also talk and laugh with people with wine glasses
Andy Dufresne digs a tunnel in prison
I dig this passage for my life through the dark of night
Michael Corleone's family is the New Roman Empire
We need to run a huge circle of contacts
Little Finger Lord Baelish says chaos is a ladder of power
We need to make something out of chaos
Nucky Thompson forces Odessa's gang in the Boardwalk Empire
Odessa! Odessa!
Who cares if a little guy kills a little guy
The senator of the Senate stabbed Gaius Julius Caesar to death
Heroes in the Green Forest overthrew the sage emperor Wang Mang
The torch that Prometheus lit has been extinguished
The fire in my heart is lit
Odessa! Odessa!
Beijing in front of Chaobai River
Rome in front of Tiber River
Our armies are pouring out on the horizon
Horses tread on flowers, on grass
Facing the prosperous city
We are ready to conquer
I Will Play A Requiem For Mankind In The Wilderness Of The World
I will come to it with my gun on my back
I will play a requiem for you
The sound of a piano flows in the wilderness
People begin to dance wildly
They are plotting intrigues behind their backs
They are vying for fame and fortune
I will play a requiem for them
The beast will also dance
The plant will also shake
Mountains and rivers begin to shake
Clouds and rain begin to fly
Out on the vast open field
I'll play a requiem for us
My fingers flutter between the keys
The gun on my back is shaking, too
I will play until it is dark
I'll play until people fall
Until my fingers are covered with blood
Then I will stand up in tears and leave, with the gun on my back
The eagles in God's home gather, and the eagles in God's village speak. It's autumn, it’s getting cold. The King is writing poetry. (Haizi)
Yellow cloth flutters and paper turns yellow
It's autumn, it’s getting cold. The King is writing poetry
A boy in a straw hat sits on dead wood in the forest
He looks out at the distant mountains
The birds are leading the song
Sheep is a word
He picked up his pen and writes it down
When a man can't conquer the world with a knife, he chooses a pen
Mysterious language spreads in the air
The earth begins to stretch
The sky begins to rise
A crown of gold appears
Magnificent stones surround him
Become the tall Tower of Babel
You have to build it anyway
You have to build it anyway
The boy wakes up under his straw hat
He tells people that he saw the golden sky tower
It's autumn. It’s getting cold. The King is writing poetry
Four Pillars Support The Temple On The Dragon's Nest
Crystal clear nestLight is like crystal
Warm is like mink
I don't want to leave the dragon's nest
The mother of the Dragon says to me
The Qinghai Lake is too shallow
You're going to swim in the sea
From Beijing to Los Angeles
You’re going to swim across the Pacific
From Xi'an to Rome
You’re going to fly over Asia
I fly around the dragon's nest
The mother of the Dragon says to me
Your wings are full
The lake is too small now
You will have to fly over the sea
I flap my wings and take off
And kiss the dragon's nest
And kiss the mother of the dragon
From Hong Kong City to New York City
Over Mount Ararat
See Noah's Ark
Through Jerusalem
See the Golden Ark
See the four pillars rise
There are people singing in Beijing
There are people narrating in Rome
There are people acting in New York City
There are people translating in Los Angeles
The temple of the heavenly tower will rise
The New Dragon Nest is built in the center
I'm repeating Allen Turing's good friend
Suddenly found the tongue against the upper jaw
Is like touching a dome
It's like climbing the top of the Tower of Babel
My voice goes smooth
My ears open
My tongue flies freely in the hall of my mouth
Christopher! Christopher!
Followers of Christ, followers of Christ
They blaze a new road
Christopher Columbus opens the New World
Christopher Nolan shot the great film Inception
The name of Turing machine is his boyfriend Christopher
We support our upper jaw with our teeth
Let the tongue swim like a snake
We have been searching for the mystery of the Tower of Babel
The tongue flies freely in ten directions
We emit all kinds of human voices
Everyone suddenly understands
The mystery of the Tower of Babel
Leda descends from the swan
that fans its huge wings,
and the light changes into thousands of shades.
I lay in the Forbidden City and watch
the falling of a star-like beauty.
Head pillow on Longevity Hill, left ear drum, right ear bell.
Her voice sounds like Heaven’s music in my ears.
Behind them are Qianqing Palace and Kunning Palace.
From Europe at sunset to Asia at sunrise is a very long way,
but now we are together after all.
The left arm worships the Ancestral Temple,
the right arm worships the Imperial Temple;
the left leg greets sunshine in the Temple of the Sun;
the right leg sees moonlight in the Temple of the Moon.
We embrace in the Forbidden City.
Let's start with sweet words on Longevity Hill,
from Shenwu Gate to inner heart.
Taihe Palace is connected to Kunning Palace,
Zhonghe Palace and Jiaotai Palace embrace each other,
Baohe Palace and Qianqing Palace intersect with each other.
We come out of the boudoir from Tian'anmen Gate.
Leda descends in the Forbidden City
from dusk to dawn,
at sunset in Europe, at sunrise in Asia.
Our necks meet and embrace.
The swan flaps its wings in emotion.
Leda rises on the swan and leaves.
The dragon turns over and flies into the sky in search of Leda.
They embrace each other in the sky
and separate in tears.
Their children and grandchildren will eventually become a family.
We were born in Paris, not French
We were born in New York, not American
We were born in Delhi, not Indians
We were born in Jerusalem, not Israeli
We are citizens of the world
From Beijing to Rome
From Moscow to Vienna
From Tokyo to London
From Seoul to Berlin
From Samarkand to Constantinople
We walk around the world
Putting all the cities together is the citizen of the world
Putting all the languages together is the World Federation
Collaging all people's hearts together is paradise
We don't belong to any country
We are citizens of the world
Shot down in the final mission
Bond, Bond, Bond, Bond
My lips close
I look up and call to Bond
The gate of the Tower of Babel closes
A dangerous game is going on
The beautiful girl is waiting
Bond will never come back, he said
Bond lives forever
It's only that Sean Connery left
At the end of the cocoon, the butterfly dances
At the end of the egg, the frog jumps
Little by little, the duckling turns into a swan and dances
Zeus is waiting for her there
Cao Shui reads English nine times a day
His lips close methodically
Looking up, I see the gate of the Tower of Babel closing
The giant planet is spinning rapidly
The tip of your tongue moves freely in your mouth
Never stop a snake’s tongue
The dome of the upper jaw is supported by the tongue
The gate of the Tower of Babel is closed by lips
A hurricane explodes in the throat
Cheeks are always our image
Tongue confines itself to the mouth
There is absolute freedom in the temple
You have an agreement with God
God gives you the ability to connect with heaven
You serve in the temple
You may die alone with God
You may tryst with your lover when you are in love
The tip of a snake's tongue
Adam seduced Eve
Fuxi seduced Nuwa
The fragments of the Tower of Babel will gradually be pieced together on the tip of a single tongue
The complete secret of the Tower of Babel lies on it
A big river cuts mountains into Dragon veins
The Novel Corona Virus imprisons us
Our tongues practice pronunciation every morning
Chinese vowels have been pushed to the tip of the tongue
English vowels move from the throat to the tongue
Our tongue stays in the tongue
They make Chinese vowels go backward
They allow English vowels to move forward
The price of gold and silver fluctuates
They are hedging their tongues
The tip of the tongue suddenly reaches the upper jaw
Cao Who or Cao Shui suddenly understands
The secret of the Tower of Babel is not in Cao in the east
The secret of the Tower of Babel is not in Who in the west
The secret of the Tower of Babel is Cao Who between the east and the west
The east is backward and the west is forward
They meet at the top of Pamirs' tongue
The temple of the Tower of Babel rises up out of the void
The Reincarnation Of Buddha And The Resurrection Of Jesus
There's no way back
You must meet on a narrow path
Two forces must meet in your chest
You have watched miracles happen
The Buddha, reincarnated with the body of the King Peacock
Jesus Christ, risen in the face of St. Paul
You close your eyes and meditate in all directions
The four pillars rise from all sides
Holding upright the ridge of the temple
Everything happens from here, everything dies here
This is the golden palace, it is the Top of the Tower of Babel
This is Peacock City, it is the Home of Eurafrasia
You have no choice
There's no way back
You will meet on a narrow path
The temples of the east and the west are built through your chest
Cao Shui(born in Jun 5, 1982), is a Chinese poet, novelist, screenwriter and translator. He is a representative figure of Chinese Contemporary Literature. He leads the Great Poetry Movement. His most notable works includes Epic of Eurasia, the already mentioned trilogy and King Peacock (TV series). So far 42 books of Cao Shui have been published, including 10 poem collections, 5 essay collections, 10 novels, 4 translations, 18 fairy tales and one hundred episodes TV series and films. He has won more than 50 literary awards worldwide. His works have been translated into 26 languages. He is also chief editor of Great Poetry, deputy editor in chief of World Poetry, chairman of the Beijing Poetry Film International Poetry Festival, coordinator of World Poetry Movement and expert of BRICS Writers Association. Currently he lives in Beijing, and works as a professional writer and screenwriter.
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