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Han Dong

You Have No Name


you have no name, no form 
when satisfied, you’re like nothingness 
when unhappy, you’re perceived as pain
in a breeze, a landscape 
in memories snatches of melody, certain phrases 
brief flowering and fading 
blood and tears 
the simple ocean, useless stars 
and warm-bodied mammals 
you are the beloved 
you made and you shattered my soul 
caused me to be born by chance in this world 
to seek you out 
and to die at last a willing death

YOU HAVE NO NAME

Han Dong

Han Dong

(China, 1961)

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YOU HAVE NO NAME

You Have No Name


you have no name, no form 
when satisfied, you’re like nothingness 
when unhappy, you’re perceived as pain
in a breeze, a landscape 
in memories snatches of melody, certain phrases 
brief flowering and fading 
blood and tears 
the simple ocean, useless stars 
and warm-bodied mammals 
you are the beloved 
you made and you shattered my soul 
caused me to be born by chance in this world 
to seek you out 
and to die at last a willing death
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