《诗殿堂》28期夏季版推荐作品：冰花诗十首

1. 双面扇

一面是春 一面是秋

你是那春 我是那秋

春与秋

一纸之隔 

天涯之遥

春与秋

常有相同的温度

却永远不属于

相同的季节

2. 不是流浪

就这样离去

决不回首

英雄的传记里

不写流泪和哭声

就这样离去

决不回首

无论身后的噪音多响

河里的青蛙如何怪叫

就这样走下去

踏着落叶

走向远方

带着往日的执着

放飞昨日的心伤

走进夕阳

就这样走下去

走进他人的村庄

当做自己的家乡

走进森林

重建家园

不是流浪

3. 如果我是风

如果我是风

我会向春天飞翔

去吹绿枯草

去吹开花朵

我要在花香中酣睡

如果我是风

我会向大海飞翔

去吹舞浪花

去吹醒朝阳

我要听海水在晨曦中清唱

如果我是风

我会飞呀飞

飞落到他的肩头

如果我是风

我会吹呀吹

把爱吹进他的心房

因为

他是我的春天

他是我的大海

他是我的远方

他是我的理由

让我希望自己

就是风 

4. 向日葵

是初生的婴儿

梦中的甜笑

或青春的花朵

含苞待放

不

是古希腊的仙女

克丽泰

爱上了太阳

爱他

就心向他

从日升到日落

爱他

就仰望他

从青丝到白发

远与近

用光丈量

坚与贞

天地作证

梵高的《向日葵》

有价

克丽泰的爱

无价

 啊

我的阿波罗

爱你

高傲的我

说不出

爱的话

所有的爱

都躲进了

梵高的画里

我的爱

是克丽泰的爱

克丽泰的爱

就是

向日葵

5. 惊鸟

哦吓了一跳

原来是一只鸟

从树上飞走

不知道

是我吓着了它

还是它吓着了我

好牛的鸟

我回头

它没回头

6. 尘埃

地球

是银河系的尘埃

银河系

是宇宙的尘埃

住在尘埃之上

自己又大到哪去

名与利

钱和权

更是尘埃中的尘埃

尘埃

总有落定的时候

7. 致梧桐树

如果我爱你

就先把自己的羽毛

长成翠绿色

融入你的色彩

成为你翠绿的一部分

如果我爱你

就先把自己变成百鸟之王

待鸟儿朝我飞来时

带领它们飞落你的肩头

我向众鸟宣告

向蓝天白云绿树宣告

你不仅是梧桐之王

更是我的君王

我的梧桐君王

只有

百鸟之王的凤凰

才配做你的新娘

才配做你的皇后

8. 月光围巾

躺在柔软之上

闭着眼睛望星星

却望见了你站在冰雪中

我用月光

织了条围巾

让寒风把它捎给你

不

让寒风把我带去

我要亲手把这条

暖和的围巾

给你围上

亲眼看你的脸

如何变成了

笑呵呵幸福的太阳

9. 一月的感动

午后的门窗

把明媚请进小屋

冬眠的树木

盘点一年的哀乐喜怒

一月的微风

轻摇岁月的感动

不该有的那场大雪

封住了小鸟的歌喉

褪色的泪珠和欢笑

填充了人生的重量

剪下一片天空

再把白云揉入

放进电脑中

于是

我看见了远方的你

还在把我守望

如何能把我的灵魂锁住

不让它向你飘移

如何能把我的思念折断

不叫它向你飞翔

一月的感动

在我心灵的柔软处

我走向了不归路

脱落了四季痛的是根部

爱你无罪随你沧桑飘流

10. 二月玫瑰

我的心

被二月的思念充满

想把它拿出来

编成玫瑰花环

套住你的心

我的爱

被二月的玫瑰刺痛

想把它忍住

酿成红酒涂唇

吻牢你的爱

二月的玫瑰

愿用无数夜的等待

换片刻与你倾谈

心有灵犀 情有电

二月的玫瑰

愿用无数白昼的痴呆

换一次你入我梦

无悔无怨 无遗憾

二月的玫瑰似火焰

燃暖冬夜的月寒

把灰色烧成斑斓

火焰燎原沧海和彼岸

冰花

本名鲁丽华。美籍华裔诗人。出版诗集《February’s Rose 》（2022，纯英文版，徐英才译），《冰花诗选》（Selected Poems of Bing Hua) （2019，汉英双语，徐英才译），《这就是爱》（This Is Love)（2013，含藤蝉朗诵），《溪水边的玫瑰》 （Roses by the Stream) （2008出版，2019年以汉英双语再版，王大建译）等 。共同主编《世界抗疫诗精选》（2020），《世界华人经典诗选》《海外华人诗歌精选》（2021）《穿越时空-非马师徒12诗家》（2022）等。

1. A Hand Fan

One side is spring, the other autumn

You are that spring, me that autumn

Spring and autumn

A separation only a paper-thickness apart

Yet feels as if in different world corners

Spring and autumn

Often not much difference in temperature

Yet never belong

To the same season

2. This Is not Roving

I will leave like this

And never return

For the biography of a hero

Never carries tears or crying

I will leave like this

And never return

No matter how loud the noise behind is

Or what weird croaks the river frogs make

I will walk on like this ----

Treading on the fallen leaves

I will walk into the distance

And with the usual persistence

To let go the past sorrows

I will walk into the setting-sun lights

I will walk on like this ----

I will walk into the village of others‘

And take it as my own hometown

I will walk into the forest

To rebuild my home

This is not roving

3. If I Were Wind

If I were wind

I would fly to spring

To green dormant grass

To open flowers

So,I could fall asleep in the flower scent

If I were wind

I would fly to the sea

To splash the waves

Towake up the morning sun

So,I could hear water sing in the first rays

IfI were wind

Iwould fly and fly

TillI alight on his shoulders

IfI were wind,

Iwould blow and blow,

Toblow my love into his heart

Thisis because

Heis my spring

Mygreat sea

Mydistant future

Myjustification

Towish myself

To be wind

4. The Sunflower

Is a newborn baby's

Sweet smile in its dream

Or the youthful flower

In bud ready to bloom

-- No

It's an ancient Greek nymph

Clytie

In love with the Sun

She loves him

So her heart turns toward him

From sunrise to sunset

She loves him

So she looks up to him

Till her hair turns grey

Close or far

It's measured by light

Faithful and true

It's witnessed by Heaven and the Earth

Van Gogh's Sunflower

Has a set value

But Clytie's

Is priceless

 O

My Apollo

I love you

But conceited as I am

I can't utter

The word LOVE

All my love

Has gone hidden

In Van Gogh's painting

My love

Is Clytie's love

And Clytie's love

Is

The Sunflower

5. Startled

Oh, it’s a bird

That has fluttered away from a tree

I wonder

If I’ve startled it

Or it has startled me

What a bold bird

I’ve turned back to look at it

But it flies straight away

6. Dust

The earth

Is a speck of dust in the galaxy

The galaxy

A speck of dust in the universe

Living on a speck of dust

One can never be big

Fame and fortune

Money and power

Are specks of dust in other specks of dust

A speck of dust

Will eventually settle

Previously published in February’s Rose (Finishing Line Press, 2022)

7. To the Plane Tree

If I love you

I’ll have my feathers

Grow green

To harmonize with your color

So I’m part of your emerald

If I love you

I’ll turn myself into the queen of all the birds

When they fly to me

I’ll lead them to you

I’ll declare to them

To the blue sky, to the white clouds, and to the green tree

You are not only the king of the plane

You are also my king

My King of Plane

Only

The phoenix, the Queen of all birds,

Can be your bride

Can be your queen

8. The Scarf of the Moonlight

Lying on the softness

I close my eyes to gaze at the stars

But see you standing in snow and ice

I use the moonlight

To weave a scarf

And let the chilly wind to bring it to you

---- No

I will let the wind to bring me over

So I could in person 

Wrap the warm scarf

Around your neck

And so I can see how your face

Turn into

A happy smiling sun

9. The Sensational Touch of January       

The afternoon windows

Have ushered the sun’s radiance into the hut

The dormant trees

Indulge in the remembrance of their year’s long adventures

January’s breeze

Flutters what time has touched

That unseasonable snow

Has muted the birds’ twittering

Those dried tears and laughs

Have added their weight to the life

I clip a piece out of the sky

And knead some clouds onto it

To put it in my computer

Therefore

I see you on the other distant end 

Still watching me

How to lock up my soul

So, it doesn’t drift to you

How can I break away from my longing

So, it doesn’t fly to you

The sensational touch of January

On the susceptible spot of my soul

Is heading on an unreturnable path

Although roots hurt when detached from the four seasons

Because love is sinless, I’ll follow you through any infliction

10. February’s Rose

My heart

Is filled with February’s longing

I want to pull it out

And weave it into a rose garland

To hitch to your heart

My love

Is stung by a February’s rose

I want to bear the pain

While brew red wine with it to color my lips

And kiss you to strengthen your love

February’s rose

Will trade countless waiting nights

For just a moment to have a heart-to-heart talk with you

So the empathy in our hearts will bloom into a love chemical 

February’s rose

Will trade countless daydreams

For you to come into my dreams

I’ll have no regret, no complaint, and no sorrow

February’s rose is like flame

That will warm up the chilly moon on winter nights

And set its greyness ablaze with a riot of colors 

That will spread over the sea from shore to shore

Bing Hua

Bing Hua, born Lu Lihua, is a Chinese-American poet. Her poetry collections include February’s Rose (2022, in English, translated by Xu Yingcai), Selected Poems of Bing Hua (2019, in English and Chinese, translated by Xu Yingcai), This Is Love (2013, with CD record of her poems read by Teng Chan), and Roses by the Stream (Chinese version first published in 2008; republished in both Chinese and English in 2019, translated by Wang Dajian). She co-edited World Pandemic Poetry (2020) ，Best Modern and Contemporary Chinese Poetry，Best Overseas Chinese  Poetry (2021), Penetrating Time and Space——A Poetry Group of William Marr (2022).