I have a faithful reader on my poetry blog. The person's name is My. My lives in China, in or near Beijing, and I've been honored that My has been reading there for a long time.
Recently My translated one of my poems into Chinese and sent me the translation. I just added the translation to the post. Is this cool, or what???
These are random musings of my life journey, the people, animals, places, and events which have woven, and continue to weave, a tapestry that is me. We all know there is no real destination, only the ongoing experiences which blend together, creating the trail. Each step gives a glimpse of what is to come, without allowing me to see the end result. It is exciting. I have a home base that is mine, that gives me a place to rest. This is it. This is where my heart is, no matter where I journey...................
Thats cool.
ReplyDeleteNow I gt to go see it.
My poetry looks and sounds Chinese or any other foriegn language lol
Walker, yeah, it is!! And I have to admit that mine sounds that way sometimes, too. :D
ReplyDeleteThat is just incredibly cool!
ReplyDeleteSherry, I was so pleasantly surprised with it!!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you like it.
ReplyDeleteI like the poem very much.