The Coming Autumn

The Coming Autumn 

By Kuan Sun

A flying apron of autumn，reflections in water
Let's put on weight in autumn - golden sunset on a barbecue
Suddenly I miss you, wish you to wrap me in a windcheater

Every page of a book is a flying tree leaf just reading me
I can't bear to cherish the old times, I'd rather be grilled
and worried, overtaken by unviewed episodes or snow not coming

extending a warm hand, the autumn took me back my patience
with the sad pipe organ, kept them on my chest. All the summer
it's not very real like in the jungle, the dim glow in my mind

translated by Chen Zihong

立秋

孙宽

秋的围裙卷起，落叶与水静出倒影
贴秋膘的烧烤——金黄的落日熏出诱人的味道
这都让我想你，想你一把将我裹进风衣里

每一篇书页都是翻飞的落叶，都在读我
我不忍回味腥红的旧时光，宁可让悬念
审视我，追赶所有未知的情节，吹烟遇雪

立秋伸出温凉的手，拉着我找回耐心
与忧伤的管风琴一起，别在胸前，整个夏天
我隐藏的黑暗，类似丛林深处一样，都不很真实