Suddenly finding ourselves in the middle of something very like mid-summer here in Pac Northwest, a winter poem by D.H> Lawrence, and my own translation into Chinese. Just for the heck of it.

A White Blossom

A tiny moon as small and white as a single jasmine flower

Leans all alone above my window, on night’s wintry bower,

Liquid as lime-tree blossom, soft as brilliant water or rain

She shines, the first white love of my youth, passionless 

and in vain

（D. H. Lawrence）

白花瓣

微小的月，一朵茉莉花

孤单倾听在我窗前,在冬夜之暖处

柠檬树的液体花瓣，像清澈的水，雨水

她闪亮，白色的青春之恋，无情

而空费

D.H.勞倫斯

Image from Fireflies on the Grass