Published September 1st, 2023
by Guohua Li
(Montebello, New York, United States)
A repairing shop,
And a healing house;
To the wood thrush with a scratched windpipe,
You are the temple of Asclepius.
A refueling station,
And a resting place;
To the sandhill crane with a broken wing,
You are the altar of Eleos.
A love shrine,
And a comfort space;
To the impassioned poet with pain,
You are the spirit of Paregoros.
Biography
Guohua Li is a professor of epidemiology at Columbia University.
He writes in Chinese and English.
He is the author of, The Singing Seasons, and the editor and translator of the forthcoming book, Beauty That Is Never Old – Select American Poems (Tongji University Press, Shanghai, China).
This poem is included in Poetry World #7, published in the Wax Poetry and Art Library.
Previously published in NYC Poetry Magazine:
When we met, three weeks after I moved
by Roland Park
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