Nostalgia

Nostalgia
By Mr. Yv Guangzhong (1928-)

When I was little
Nostalgia was a tiny stamp
I was here, my mom was there

When I grew up
Nostalgia was a small steamer ticket
I was here, my wife over there

And after
Nostalgia was a low-built grave
I was outside, my mom inside

But now
Nostalgia is a shallow straits
I am here, and the mainland there

Note:
I recently read this poem that done by a Chinese Contemporary poet Mr. Yv Guangzhong余光中currently lives and teaches in Taiwan, I loved it and translated here to share. There are multi-layers buried beneath this simple poem, time, relationship, love, life value, and journey thru aging… all built a stanza by stanza triggering reader’s feeling and understanding deeper and deeper… and I all school should mandate poetry class, from bottom up, elementary, junior high, and high school, so every pupil will grow up educated and naturally an artist, what kind of parents wouldn't want their kids to read poems like this?