Gravity, by Sha Huang (in Chinese and English)

Watercolour, by Sha Huang (USA, b. China) contemporary

重力 

一月，所有纯真的颜色不得不再次死亡 
树木撑着自己的骨架 
黑色的手指向下探索 
捕捞沼泽中的魂魄 
野莓子坠落到地上 
它们的血液已经干涸 
在泥土里酿造最醇厚的黑 
 
你知道吗 
如果混合所有原色 
我们将得到黑色 
以所有颜色为生的黑色 
自带重力的黑色 
永恒的吸引和吞噬 
 
这就是为什么 
当你望向一口枯井 
总有自由落体的欲望 
牵引你 
向那枚黑色的果核坠落 
 
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Gravity 

In January 
all innocent colours have to die again 
Trees hold up their skeletons 
Black fingers reach down 
to fish their own ghosts in the swamp 
Wild berries have fallen to the ground 
Their blood has dried out 
brewing the mellowest black in the mud 
 
Do you know that if we mix all primary colours we will get black 
A colour that lives on all colours 
A colour with gravity that draws and engulfs  
 
That explains why 
when looking into a dead well 
you are always tempted to fall freely  
into its dark core

Sha Huang

This poem first appeared in Black Poppy Review.

Sha Huang grew up in China and received her PhD degree in the University of Iowa. Her poems appeared in more than 20 literary journals and anthologies in China and the U.S, including Verse-Virtual, Trouvaille Review, The Wild Word, and Chinese and Western Poetry (中西诗歌). She also loves creating art. Her watercolour works were exhibited in Taicang City Gallery in China and the Art House in Acworth, Georgia. She currently teaches at Kennesaw State University.