A Triword Poem: for Qi Hong & All Other Separated Lovers

to get(her) to-gather

Siamese Stanzas: Snowflakes

with
as little noise
as much leisure
as possible
you came
to perch
at this cold spot of time
like a pale word
fallen on the wasteland

merely to melt
a voiceless being soft and quiet
never heard before you
yet ready to vanish
herald tracelessly
the glaring in the green
thunder wind
of
summer time

yuan changming @ Poetry Pacific (poetrypacific.blogspot.ca)