Shanghai Blade

translated by PLS

the Shanghai blade was handed by you

to a gloomy tabletop, glittering

like ancient virtues shined upon, such as being punctual

all deserving falls of fruits all you need is to listen

to the fragile sound of snatching, the late spring in the thicket of whiskers

a timely sunset is as important as a timely delay

virtues submerged in the water of jade

tens of thousands, those you like to describe, whiskers and red dragonflies

too much for us to measure, zillion, cosmic ruler

every grain of dust on the vinyl is a believer in friction

falling for sounds grander than itself, the charming destructions

and we are its collective

you’ve handed me a dangerous life

i shall hear an echo in the lion’s den of your heart