诗人、美国律师。美国化学博士、范德比尔特大学法学博士，现居旧金山。美国《文心》文学季刊诗歌编辑，美国美华文学社《美华论坛》诗歌评论员。出版过法律专著、记实散文随笔，著有诗集 《围绕一棵树的一年四季》 及数篇诗论。

Poet and attorney in the U.S.  He holds a Ph.D. in Chemistry and a JD from Vanderbilt University School of Law and now lives in San Francisco, CA.  He also serves as the poetry editor of "Wenxin Literature Quarterly" and poetry commentator of the E-Literari BBS of the Journal of "American Chinese Literature".  He authored legal books, documentary prose book, poetry collection The Four Seasons Surrounding a Tree and some critical articles on poetry.

母亲

Mother

                           
你变成一只蓝蝴蝶
不肯离家
三月的夜晚
邻家聚集在月光下
为你唱歌
为你献上许多花
还有人从远方赶来
他们发现你的目光漂在

水边
从前啊
从前三月
某个日子
你用十四岁的辫子绑住船夫
流水
推

舟
就有船帆驶入夕阳
就有蝴蝶飞出对面

山崖
母亲啊
许多人赶来敬拜你——
月光下

不能留住的是三月的花
			

You changed into a blue butterfly, and
Did not want to leave home
At a night in March
The neighbors gathered under the moonlight
Singing for you and 
Dedicating to you many flowers.
Some people came from a far away place because 
They felt your eyesight floating 

In the river
Oh in the past
On a day in 
A March in the past
You tied a sailor with your pony tail
The stream pushed down

The boat
And then there was a boat sailing into the sunset
And then there was a butterfly flying out of the canyon on

The other side
Oh mother
Many people came to pay their last respect
Under the moonlight

What could not stay were the blossoms in March
			

所谓诗歌

The So-Called Poetry

其实是一扇门
你进入门内
发现时光被段落分解
你穿插其中
留下脚印
一如从前那些斑点洒在竹枝上——
从前的岁月
总让人着迷

因此所谓诗歌就是跟随
时光的影子
在自己脸上画一朵花
或者记录一只鸟随
一阵风过
把你带入黑夜
你成为黑影下脸上布满斑点的
英雄或者
诗人

因此
所谓诗歌就是在门内遇见自己或者
某个人的眼睛
让你对视
你以这种方式观
照自己或者
回忆
			

Is in fact a door that
When you step inside
You find the time has been chopped into paragraphs among which 
You go back and forth 
Leaving your footprints
Just like in the past those dropping tears 
Speckle bamboo stems—  
Times in the past is
Always captivating

Therefore the so-called poetry is to follow
The shade of flying time to draw 
A flower on one’s own face
Or to record a bird flying by after 
A gust of wind to
Bring into the night of darkness
You will then become one with speckles on the face 
Who is a hero
Or a poet

Therefore
The so-called poetry is to meet oneself inside a door or
The eyes of someone at which you stare or vice versa
In this way you
Reflect on yourself or 
On your recollection
			

黑鸟

Black Birds

这个夏天
我们之中发生过许多事
比如说某个女人突然消失
还有这些黑鸟儿
从东方飞来
寻找季节的天空

就是这些黑鸟儿啊你说
在太阳落山的那刻，有声音呼叫你
你走到窗口，向远方招手
向夏天招招手
把鸟儿送入天空
然后思索夏天遗下的
种种痕迹

那个黄昏
你路过树下
打量树上的鸟巢吊在风中摇摆
雁叫声过
你仰面——

月如钩
鹿影穿过山顶
鹰落

就是这些黑鸟儿啊
你说
			

This summer 
Many things happened among us
For instance a woman suddenly disappeared
And these blackbirds 
Flew over from the east
Looking for the sky of seasons

Oh it is these blacks you said
At the moment of sunset, there was a voice calling 
You walked over to the window and waved your hand toward the distance and
Waved at the ebbing summer
Sending the birds to the sky
And then meditated upon what is left behind by the summer—  
The various relics

In the dusk
You came under a tree
Watching a nestle hung on the tree swinging in the wind 
In a calling of skylarks
You had your face up—  

The moon became a crook blade
The shade of a deer ran across the mountain top where
An eagle swirlingly landed

Oh all these are of these black birds
You said
			

读红楼之一

Reading the Red Chamber, the First

孟光接了梁鸿的案
你几时知悉
那留在花塮下的是
谁的脚步
日子在某个时辰开了头
那天你不敢多说一句话也不敢
多走一步路

原说留在园子里的
只有三星草
不期然开了菊花
还有梅花
柳絮团团往水面落
冤家啊
留下荷花

你留下荷花
			

Meng Guang took over the case of Liang Hong [1]
When could you learn
Those left on the bed of flower are
Whose steps?
The date started on a single moment
On that date you dared not speak a word more and dared not 
One more step

The original words are those planted in the garden 
Would be only three star leaves
Unexpectedly the chrysanthemum blossoms
And does the snow cherry
The willow fleeces were flockingly falling down to the water surface
Oh Yuan Jia [2]
You leave the lotus alone [3]

You leave the lotus alone


Notes:
[1] An ancient Chinese story.  Meng Guang took Liang Hong’s case means
    the two reconciled in a silent way.

[2] Yuan Jia.  Chinese phrases, often used between couples and lovers, 
    meaning loveably naughty that requres attention in a destined way, etc.  

[3] The "lotus" here is from the verse “not to pluck the withered lotus 
    for the sake of echoing the sound of rain” by Li Shang Yin, a renowned 
    poet in the Tang Dynasty.