Friday Doggerel: Yang Jingxian - "The Flea"
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A bit of doggerel for your weekend, courtesy of the late-Yuan poet and playwright Yang Jingxian 楊景賢:
小則小,偏能走跳,
咬一口一似針挑,
領兒上走到褲兒腰。
眼睜睜拿不住,身材兒怎生撈?
翻個筋鬥不見了。Small as can be,
The minuscule flea
Can nimbly dance
(With a needle-sharp bite)
From the nape of the neck
To the waist of the pants.
Stare as you may,
Glare as you might,
It’ll give you the slip —
Just a hop and a flip
And it’s vanished from sight.
I’m planning to take a break from literary cats with a few favorite Yuan-dynasty poems next week — you’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you’ll gain a clearer appreciation of the utter insignificance of man in light of eternity. It’ll be fun.
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