A Flower - Ardakh Nurgaz

I planted a flower, to offer to the sun
The burning sun
Very bright
Always accompanying loneliness
Darkness flying away, like birds

Drinking the brilliance of the sun to my heart’s content
I feel my heart is beating violently
Tightening, and loosening up
Like a candle, just lit

Flowers of waves rushing to the other shore

The sun offered to the flower
Its own never-fading colours
My heart also opens, the way the petal of a flower does
Vividly fresh, like a drop of blood

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Ardakh Nurgaz (born 1972) Kazakhstan
Translated by Ouyang Yu
Source: Cordite Poetry Review