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<\/a>Detail from Ai Weiwei: Fault Line<\/em>. hand touching the names of the 5,196 school children killed in the 2008 Sichuan earthquake. Photograph by Ian Boyden.<\/p><\/div>\n \u5b97\u9e97 This alter within the antlers of a living deer\u2014 <\/p>\n NOVEMBER 4<\/p>\n \u6eaa\u73b2 She plucked the strings of cold water, <\/p>\n NOVEMBER 8<\/p>\n \u7dad\u65af The bird\u2019s silk thread binds the sky. <\/p>\n NOVEMBER 9<\/p>\n \u82f1\u6770 He called to the butterflies. <\/p>\n NOVEMBER 11<\/p>\n \u8000 The name <\/p>\n NOVEMBER 14<\/p>\n \u6210\u98db The sweet light of such becoming\u2014 <\/p>\n NOVEMBER 15<\/p>\n \u89c0 A grey-blue bodhisattva With eyes of a child <\/p>\n NOVEMBER 18<\/p>\n \u6fe4 Scattered spume upon the shore\u2014 And yet, its pages To read this book Our lineage part ocean, There are no fault lines within water.<\/p>\n Each name a shoreline. <\/p>\n NOVEMBER 21<\/p>\n \u67cf\u65ed The ancient tree white with dew. <\/p>\n NOVEMBER 25<\/p>\n \u8a69\u8553 The royal library <\/p>\n \u7d14\u6b0a The simple right of a child <\/p>\n NOVEMBER 27<\/p>\n \u9d3b\u92fc White feathers scattered in the expanse. <\/p>\n NOVEMBER 28<\/p>\n \u661f\u96e8 Each drop a lens Must we still speak of wet and dry?<\/p>\n <\/p>\n NOVEMBER 30<\/p>\n \u5712\u9e4f The great bird danced on the flowering branches Read more from Ian Boyden’s “A Forest of Names” in the following links:<\/strong><\/p>\n “Introduction to ‘A Forest of Names'”<\/a><\/p>\n A Forest of Names \u2014 January selections<\/a><\/p>\n A Forest of Names \u2014 February selections<\/a><\/p>\n A Forest of Names \u2014 March selections<\/a><\/p>\n A Forest of Names \u2014 April selections<\/a><\/p>\n A Forest of Names \u2014 May selections<\/a><\/p>\n A Forest of Names \u2014 June selections<\/a><\/p>\n A Forest of Names \u2014 July selections<\/a><\/p>\n A Forest of Names \u2014 August selections<\/a><\/p>\n A Forest of Names \u2014 September selections<\/a><\/p>\n A Forest of Names \u2014 October selections<\/a><\/p>\n
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\nNOVEMBER 3<\/p>\n
\nAncestor of Beauty<\/p>\n
\nlightning cloaked in velvet.<\/p>\n
\nMountain Stream Ringing Jade<\/p>\n
\neach green sound calling: now, now, now.<\/p>\n
\nHeld Together As Such<\/p>\n
\nAnd still the axe,
\na question that is also its answer.<\/p>\n
\nDistinguished Flower<\/p>\n
\nThis field, he said, is filled with heroes.<\/p>\n
\nDazzle<\/p>\n
\na feather\u2019s crossing over into light.
\nThe wing
\nas much an answer as the eye.<\/p>\n
\nTo Become Flight<\/p>\n
\npersimmons litter the ground of a forgotten garden.<\/p>\n
\nObserve<\/p>\n
\nwith a thousand wings
\neach with a thousand feathers,
\nstands utterly still.<\/p>\n
\nit attends to the flowing world.<\/p>\n
\nLongevity Wave<\/p>\n
\nthe fore-edge of a book
\nwe\u2019ve never learned to read.<\/p>\n
\nwritten with salt, iron, oxygen.<\/p>\n
\nis to read blood
\nfrom a pumping lung
\nto its fore-edge
\nupon the tongue.<\/p>\n
\nour language part wave.
\nOur reading binds
\nour scattering.<\/p>\n
\nEach shoreline
\nan invitation to read
\ninto our own dissolution.<\/p>\n
\nCyprus Dawn<\/p>\n
\nAgain, the sun strips
\nthese delicate clothes of mourning.<\/p>\n
\nPoem of Rue<\/p>\n
\nfilled with clouds of dried rue
\nInsects must go elsewhere
\nto read poetry<\/p>\n
\nSimple Right<\/p>\n
\nnot to fear sovereignty.<\/p>\n
\nSwan & Steel<\/p>\n
\nAn empty sky hardened by the furnaces.<\/p>\n
\nStar Rain<\/p>\n
\nholding a universe of light.<\/p>\n
\nOrchard Peng<\/p>\n
\nas if it would never return to taste the fruit.<\/p>\n
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