What is poetry?什么是詩？

What is poetry? Who knows?

Not a rose, but the scent of the rose．

Not the sky, but the light of the sky．

Not the fly, but the gleam of the fly．

Not the sea, but the sound of sea．

Not myself, but what makes me．

See,hear and feel something that prose．

Cannot: and what it is who knows．

什么是詩？誰知道它的模樣？

不是玫瑰，是玫瑰的憂傷；

不是天空，是天空的開朗；

不是飛翔，是飛翔的喜悅；

不是大海，是大海的歡暢。

不是我，卻讓我感覺，

用眼用耳用我的手掌。

什么是詩？誰知道它的模樣？