Lv Bubu (picture from online resources)

The poet’s blog

Born in 1982 in Shangzhou, Shanxi, Lv Bubu (吕布布) started writing poetry at the age of 27. She pays attention to the art of poetry, which she believes can lead to inner transcendence. The poet’s original name is Lv Yan (吕艳). Lv Bubu’ reading spans a wide range and her favorite poets are Du Fu (杜甫) and Tsvetayeva. However, according to Lv, these poets have not directly led her path of poetry. She thinks the ideology is one of the standards by which a poem is judged and it depends on age, experience and the bottom line of writing.

我有温暖的葡萄酒

我没有仆人。
冬天来了，我自己酿制米酒
劈柴火，收起光洁亮丽的生活
在第一个寒冷的日子封好窗户
还有好天气，坐在微弱的阳光下
我又温暖的葡萄酒，打开诗集
花园里还有小男孩穿着薄薄的鞋子在散步
枯黄的竹林淌出稀疏的影子
不断有路人带着萝卜、大白菜还有辣椒经过
多少曲折与迂回
他们带回好行情
我坐在我的阳台上看着他们，我和他们一样幸福
我有温暖的葡萄酒。

I have warm wine

I have no servants.
I make rice wine by myself when winter comes
I cut firewood and hide a life that is shining and flashy
The window is sealed firmly the first day when coldness sets in
Thanks to the good weather, sitting in mild sunshine
I have warm wine and open a book of poetry
A little boy is taking a walk in the garden in thin shoes
Scattered shadows flow out of dried and yellow bamboo groves
From time to time people pass by carrying radish, cabbage, and red pepper
Through winding and detours
They bring back good news
I am looking at them on my balcony and as happy as they are
I have warm wine

冬日邂逅

像一个空有其表的干死的花，我说她。
我想摸摸她，从她的羊毛大衣到白手套。
但我没有。
我花时间看她。
我说我不记得了，她的眼睛
有无法估量的寒冷。
我说你不要笑，只要你笑
那灿烂的白色栅栏，就要将我阻拦
就要让我看到低处
我只能打开她的膝盖。
她不停地说话，笑了，她扬起小手
带远了我的视线，这一切发生在
这个冬季第一场清新的雪。

An encounter in winter

Like a dead flower with no water but only the appearance, I meant her.
I wanted to touch her, from her woolen coat to white gloves.
But I did not.
I spent time looking at her.
I said I did not remember; her eyes
Contained immeasurable coldness.
I said “don’t laugh”; once you laughed
The glittering white fence would stop me
Would direct my eyes to the lower part
I could only open her knee.
She kept talking, smiled, and raised her small hand
Leading away my sight; all this happened
When the winter saw its first crisp snow.

sources: http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/micro-reading/dzh/2011-08-29/content_3633254.html