Extraído de: Xuexi zhi tian (Das süsse Lernen)
Beijing: Gongren, 2000
Produção de áudio: 2001 M. Mechner, literaturWERKstatt berlin
One day, in elementary school class,
I learned this name.
That night I saw his black wings
spread against the sky, like a parachute,
a soaring feeling coming down,
covering my little sister and me.
Alas, my sister faltered into her bedroom
from under the garden walnut tree,
entering the mouth of a giant crow.
Afterwards in an alien land, among the ruins of old architecture,
on the wall of my heart, I saw a crow
suddenly take flight like a premonition of death,
like a cloud of crows, and I thought of my sister.
She had married a man,
and lived on a solitary lane in a village,
in a small shop of sundries.