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>>17560845
I’m actually quite a fan of Chinese poetry, in another thread an anon recommended her work to me. While I can see the value in it, to me it felt like an inferior form of Li-he’s work. Which is not to say it’s bad, But from what I’ve read I’d say it’s good but not unique/impressive. Most definitely a good poet and I enjoyed it better than my experience with Woolf.

Here’s two poems from li-he to compare her to. Tell me what you think of Li-he.

A moon's old rabbit and cold toad weeping colors of sky,
lucent walls slant across through half-open cloud towers.
A jade-pure wheel squeezes dew into bulbs of wet light.
Phoenix waist jewels meet on cinnamon-scented paths.
Transformations of a thousand years gallop by like horses,
yellow dust soon seawater below changeless island peaks,
and all China seen so far off: it's just nine wisps of mist,
and the ocean's vast clarity a mere cup of spilled water.

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>>17468750
While I’ve not looked into her, I think I have a poetry collection with some of her stuff? My favorite Chinese poet is Li-He, does she reach a similar level of strangeness and melancholy as he? Pic related is a poem of his and here is another one of his also.

A moon's old rabbit and cold toad weeping colors of sky,
lucent walls slant across through half-open cloud towers.
A jade-pure wheel squeezes dew into bulbs of wet light.
Phoenix waist jewels meet on cinnamon-scented paths.
Transformations of a thousand years gallop by like horses,
yellow dust soon seawater below changeless island peaks,
and all China seen so far off: it's just nine wisps of mist,
and the ocean's vast clarity a mere cup of spilled water.

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