The early times of Yuan
When young
Two faces with a single name
Often take sides and battle
In one
We see thoughtful composure
The keeper of life’s mystery
In the other
We see immense distress
Mind and body transgression
One
Is a flowerbed
Over a confidant mirror
Or a simple meal on the lawn
Where melancholy blossoms
The other
Is a crude thicket of the senses?
Fluvial blood flow
In closed rooms, queries
Choked in sparking dances
Two faces in one
In those early times
And perhaps one face
In oncoming times
When life will pick its colors
And pose them a challenge…
To tell nothing but the truth
To the detriment of torment and sacrifice…
It’s your road companion
A pure and distant light
Written by Eugenio De Signoribus, Italy poet
1/3 September 2009
Translated by Nick Smith
