Why don't you talk to me?

A. Campbell

Why do I put my love letters in

A blank piece of wood? Why put my lips to the knothole of a tree

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Mutter your name?

Spiders spread their webs

Catch the sun; in the hay at my feet

Ants Build a ruined city.

Butterflies fly in pairs in the wind; the yellow bee, with its holster stuffed with food, rides on the blue air like a drunken cowboy.

I feel more and more that I

are talking to the sea.

I am alone with my footprints.

I watch the water recede; I am left with the company of miles of shining sand.

Why don’t you talk to me? (Translated by Fu Hao)

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A. Campbell, a famous New Zealand poet, playwright and novelist, Born in the Cook Islands of New Zealand, her mother is the daughter of a local indigenous chief, and her father is a third-generation descendant of white European immigrants. However, he lost his parents when he was 7 years old and was sent to an orphanage in the South Island of New Zealand, where he received an English education. In 1943, he was admitted to the University of Wortago to study classical literature. Later, he did not complete his studies because he liked to engage in adventure activities. He also worked as a gardener, etc. After wandering outside for several years, he returned to college to obtain a degree and worked as an editor in a publishing house. He claimed to be deeply influenced by the British poet Yeats and consciously inherited the great tradition of English poetry. However, this created an inherent contradiction with the culture of his mixed-race family in New Zealand. In 1960, he suffered a nervous breakdown and underwent a period of therapy. Later poems underwent great changes, increasingly expressing the natural features and cultural connotations of their place of birth, and gained a high reputation. This love poem is a questioning, confession and gaze of the lover. In the questioning, the strong love has been fully expressed.