Poem
Sheng Xing
a reckless harum-scarum
a scary ghostwho couldn\'t stand the loneliness of the cemetery any longer
showed up on the streets in broad daylight
his hair dyed blond
the legs of his trousers rolled up
humming funereal tunes
he approached a young woman, a stranger
and asked her the way to a place that never existed
when the woman shook her head
he pulled a spooky face and blended back into the human crowd
but he soon found the heat of the sunlight impossible to bear
and collapsed in a heap on a main road
he was carried to the hospital
delivered to the mortuary
and then thrown into a furnace in the crematorium
in the end, he was reduced to a pile of ashes
and from that moment was gone forever
he vanished from the human world
and there was no longer a place for him in the cemetery, either
this is what became of a desperate harum-scarum
this is the story of a reckless ghost getting his just desserts
© Translation: 2002, Simon Patton
A RECKLESS HARUM-SCARUM
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a reckless harum-scarum
a scary ghostwho couldn\'t stand the loneliness of the cemetery any longer
showed up on the streets in broad daylight
his hair dyed blond
the legs of his trousers rolled up
humming funereal tunes
he approached a young woman, a stranger
and asked her the way to a place that never existed
when the woman shook her head
he pulled a spooky face and blended back into the human crowd
but he soon found the heat of the sunlight impossible to bear
and collapsed in a heap on a main road
he was carried to the hospital
delivered to the mortuary
and then thrown into a furnace in the crematorium
in the end, he was reduced to a pile of ashes
and from that moment was gone forever
he vanished from the human world
and there was no longer a place for him in the cemetery, either
this is what became of a desperate harum-scarum
this is the story of a reckless ghost getting his just desserts
© 2002, Simon Patton
a reckless harum-scarum
a scary ghostwho couldn\'t stand the loneliness of the cemetery any longer
showed up on the streets in broad daylight
his hair dyed blond
the legs of his trousers rolled up
humming funereal tunes
he approached a young woman, a stranger
and asked her the way to a place that never existed
when the woman shook her head
he pulled a spooky face and blended back into the human crowd
but he soon found the heat of the sunlight impossible to bear
and collapsed in a heap on a main road
he was carried to the hospital
delivered to the mortuary
and then thrown into a furnace in the crematorium
in the end, he was reduced to a pile of ashes
and from that moment was gone forever
he vanished from the human world
and there was no longer a place for him in the cemetery, either
this is what became of a desperate harum-scarum
this is the story of a reckless ghost getting his just desserts
© 2002, Simon Patton
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