2nd Copy of old poems

Melody in Green Land 

(绿島小夜曲) *

A piece of Bobia squeezed in chopsticks

Watery my mouth is

Everything hangs in balance

Melody notes floating in air

The sweet echo carrying Nantah

          around the world

Stirring up storm in my mind

pond in Yunan Yuan

A melody recalling the rain and storm

A paradise lost in intrigue

          decayed and gone in West Wind

          with century wisdom

Now , an aging soul, a piece of Bobia

          dangling seducing him

          beholding the horizon

Nothing but a Green Island beside the pond where the charming girls displaying their feathers

Now the fair sex has turned grey

And my Bobia begins to sigh

The tune still harpping on the past

So romantic, so sad, struggling

I see my Bobia sadly waiting

Telling the coming of the East Wind

The melody sings on melancholy

I feel West Wind rushing

while the East Wind strolling

          around the pond

I wake up when the time disappears

Suddenly I hear a splash

My Bobia has dashed to its death

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* 有部份南大同学， 把《绿島小夜曲》當校歌。每當我听到， 就会想起风风雨雨的云南园。當時在小贩中心用膳， 听了心潮起伏， 遂匆匆而作。这个島是当时台湾关压反国民党急進派人物的扣留所. 原稿未发表过, 近日翻阅，过往云烟又湧上心头，热淚橫流看云南，激情之下， 顺笔修整!  陈星南 識，草于 叶都 听风楼，時为 02/12/2020.

Composed at a hawker Centre,  Clementi,  Singapore, at 7:03 p.m., on 11 March, 2002 with a H/P handheld computer, recopied at 10:54 a.m., on 17 July, 2002