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Counting Fingers by Wang Yi Jie¤ý«³¼ä
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¡Ktwo, three, four¡K
Wrinkled hands, rugged fingers, swollen knuckles
It¡¦s my grandma that I saw
Counting fingers with five circles.
¡Ksix, seven, eight¡K
How forceful these wearied hands
Impel million years away.
Yet
¡Keight, seven, six¡K
Rosy cheeks, limpid eyes, pursed lips
She remembers when she was a child
Counting fingers in the sugar cane field.
¡Ka, i, u, e, o¡K
Time, retreating.
Memory, retrieving.