White Bird - Chen Anhui Poetry

●White bird

The footsteps were getting closer and closer to the hinterland of the snow

A white bird with a wounded wing that did not move south

Panic intensifies

The determination to return to spring was shaken

Heavy snow overnight quickened the earth and the clouds into one

The steppe was left empty of white

Shade the sky with white

Let this injured white bird

Completely disoriented

Now the shepherds have also gone far

The wind is blowing

Parade around with an ancient whistle

This lone bird that has not migrated

I don't know where I went

——— published in the second issue of Green Wind in 2021