From a technical point of view, this is a well-structured five-paragraph poem with eight syllables in each line, which is in the form of Yabeba rhyme.
This poem is melancholy and sad, describing a terminal of San Francisco airport (terminal is biased in translation) and the author's mood of seeing his daughter off. He tried to control his inner worry about letting his daughter leave.
As an "organic poem", first of all, the author sat at the airport and looked at the scene before him: lights, metal flashes on the fuselage of the plane at night; The daughter who sleeps next to him is "petite, calm and fragile" (including T, which should mean "calm" here). Then, everything in front of him made him meditate on his past life experience and the journey that his daughter was about to embark on alone. She will experience many new things and learn from them, just as he has experienced before. He didn't want her to leave, fearing that she would be in danger, but he knew it was inevitable. That's why he connects the past with the present and lets the outside world feel his heart. Then, his meditation inspired his poetry to flourish. He uses vague and polysemous words to express his inner struggle, and uses metaphors to reveal its strong and infinite hidden meaning. In addition, the author uses many relative words in his poems, such as "hard" and "fragile", "bright" and "night", "marginal brain" and "passion", which fully shows the ambivalence caused by the author's father's love for his daughter and his fear of her leaving.
At San Francisco airport. At San Francisco airport.
To my daughter, 1954 (to my daughter, 1954)
This is the terminal: light.
Give people perfect vision, false and hard;
The metal is shiny, deep and bright/
Huge planes are waiting in the yard-
They are already in the dark.
This is the terminal building: lighting.
Present a perfect vision, illusory and real.
The flash of the fuselage metal is deep and dazzling.
The big plane on the tarmac is waiting.
They are ready at night.
You're right here with me, little one.
Inclusion and fragility, and intention
On half the things I remember-
However, go where you bend.
I am the past, that's all.
You're by my side, petite
Calm and fragile, but firm yearning.
Things I've forgotten
However, where you are determined to go.
All my past experiences, that's all.
But you and I are one to some extent:
A frightened brain, a nervous will,
Knowledge of what must be done,
Enthusiasm for acquiring skills
To face the things you dare not avoid.
But you and I are one.
Nervous nerves, nervous determination
Know what must be done
With enthusiasm for learning skills
Deal with everything you dare not avoid.
Sensory material rain
Destroying me all the time. Score:
What should come will always come. expense
It's a person's idea, even more-
A person's existence and wisdom.
The rain of questions flooded my feelings.
Destroy all my time results:
It's time to come Paid
I thought that's all, but there are still
A person's spirit and wisdom
This is the terminal. Have a rest.
After this, on the route,
You go the way you have to go;
I stayed in the light and stared-
In the light, nothing else, awake.
This is the terminal, an opportunity.
Beyond this world, take off.
You have embarked on the journey you have to go through.
I stayed in the light and stared.
With the light on, there is nothing but difficulty in falling asleep.