(Chongqing) PuDong
Water Lily
In the afternoon, you woke suddenly, and my brother,
you suddenly woke up. Your warm hands
woke a group of larks chirping
in your eyebrows.
Your brown beard, on the bank of the Seine,
became the dark shade of the dense grasses.
[Guangdong] Huang Lihai
Some Things Are Rearranged
The world hides in its subtle changes
In the morning, the coffee is wafting its scent, as rays are emitting from the nest
Outside of window, the low olive trees still maintain morning’s moisture
The fine footsteps take your hearing to the distance