I wrote the attached poem on the day I heard the death of Anthony Ng in summer, 2006. Then I asked my student 程琳 to translate it. She did it in a day as a 宋詞 （江城子）。 I sent it to 芃芃 who read in at the memorial service. He said that some guests starting to weep at the line “And now our table has an empty seat”.
In our reunion in Victoria, BC, we went to visit Anthony’s resting place.
James
