Qiu Jin

Nov 27, 2024 | mdpi.com | Shumeng Qin |Ruofan Xu |Qiu Jin |Sen Wang

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May 15, 2024 | mdpi.com | Jingang Li |Pingru He |Qiu Jin |JING CHEN

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Apr 2, 2024 | wordswithoutborders.org | Qiu Jin |Yilin Wang |Wang Jiaxin |Nina Perrotta

Take pity on the slice of moon beyond the curtains,     shining not upon joyous gatherings, but rather, partings. The wistful longings of clouds and trees extend on and on.      The Xiāng River’s currents flow, heartless and cold. A mountain in between us, the distance so vast.      When will we finally reunite as we yearn to? Holding an ink brush between my teeth, I mull over words,     fretting late into the night as the water clock drips on. Cold gusts of wind pierce and invade windows.

Apr 2, 2024 | wordswithoutborders.org | Yilin Wang |Qiu Jin |Shenaz Patel |Nina Perrotta

Moonlight seeps into this tall pavilion.         The melancholy of longing, here and elsewhere. The autumn moon is a common motif within Chinese poetry, shining often upon geographies of homesickness and longing. In your poem, “Púsāmán: To a Female Friend,” written over a hundred and twenty years ago, the moon casts its light on a different kind of yearning—the search for a zhīyīn 知音.

Dec 9, 2023 | hotazelreviewlit.org | Qiu Jin |Yilin Wang

Reflectionswritten during travels in JapanThe sun and moon without light. Sky and earth in darkness. Who can uplift the sinking world of women? I pawned my jewels to sail across the open seas,parting from my children as I left the border at Jade Gate. Unbinding my feet to pour out a millennium’s poisons,I arouse the spirit of women, hundreds of flowers, abloom.