Editor's Note On January 31, 2021, the Fourth National Member Congress of the Chinese Poetry Society was successfully held, and 170 people were elected as members of the Fourth Council of the Chinese Poetry Society. This WeChat public account will select the selected poems of directors and members on the basis of merit for the benefit of readers.
Ya Lijuan is the deputy editor of Century Magazine. He is a member of the Chinese Poetry Society and the Shanghai Writers Association. He has published poetry and poetry reviews in Literature and Art Daily, Literature Newspaper, Shanghai Literature, Works, Southern Literature, Anhui Literature, Dianchi, And Baijia Review. Published poetry collections "Unfinished Journey", "Endless River", "Thinking Fish", and won poetry awards.
Endless River
Cliff Lijuan
The sea collected another me
You put your heart on an island
Block the shipping lanes of all rescue
A long silence, at the end of which was the Dead Sea
Missing, is it a noun or a verb
My inspiration has no direction
Drowning poems, bitterness and so on returning eyes salvaged
None of them are crocodiles and they can't swim ashore
Seaweed wrapped around the oars, and the love boat collapsed
The axe of life splits a deep strait
The claustrophobic silent heart has since been afraid of the waves
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Poetry floating in the sea
A poem, floating in the sea
Hope you find it
The eye jumped over the bovo of the title and read straight down
"I loved it when I was young, but I didn't know..."
This sentence looms
The sound of the waves of the sea drowned it out
Please pause to imagine
This woman who once loved you deeply
When writing poems, frown, whisper, sigh
Tearful look
Please listen carefully
Murmuring in the sound of the waves
Her heart was turbulent
Helpless restraint, like a reef
The detritus of youth are blown away by the sea breeze
Perhaps, a few lines of poetry, long and short
It's already her life
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Photo by Ya Lijuan
If love has a source
Trace the source and see it
The passion of youth
Sparkling
Face the endless flow of water alone
Loneliness pats the reef
The pure sky, the blue of despair
Let the thoughts double down
You, close at hand, are far away at the end of the world
A thousand sails pull wordless love
Eighty thousand miles of breeze
Blowing can't be dispersed, and the mist of affection is incomprehensible
Like an amnesiac seabird flying in the rivers and lakes
Waiting, near eternity
Always at night when you have insomnia
Gather tears and poems and sing for your affection
Stretching through this life, like an endless river
stranding
When I was young, I used to fantasize
The body and mind are devoted to loving someone as if they were
Write a poem carefully
Write, write
People to middle age
The love in my heart is lost
Words that have lost their souls
Together with the poetry of rafting love
Because of despair, at the same time
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Sea Dream
I dreamed of a sea
The sun poured freely on the beach
White sand grains are blown together or separated by the sea breeze
In the sun, palms, spread out and closed
Hold a handful of sand and whizz cool
Slide through the palm of your hand
The end of the sea
The dream is dimmed with a blue aperture
A crystal teardrop
Dance alone on your eyelashes
Slowly, slowly
Raindrops that rotate into the sun
Dizziness and pain
Get lost
Sit in front of the window and practice rhetorical comparisons
I don't know how to phrase it
She was lost
Overlapping imagery, chaotic rhythms
Let her go, trance-like, panicked
It's like love suddenly comes
Line after line of text, staggered
It is a cry of heartfelt words
It's also a trick
Thereafter, on every gloomy day
Her poems would be in the form of rain
Wet him
Swim across
The wind comes from different directions
Rain, panic drifting
Ferry port in the past life
The river rushes with the sediment of destiny
Time is the wand
Swim across you
I stayed on the shore alone
Across the clouds, a distance of 108,000 miles
Like a stone of hopelessness
Looking forward to infinity
The Boat of Feelings
At the speed of the wind
Catch up with time
The night took away the confession
Scrutinize your thoughts
This moment is all beautiful imagery
Elope in disguise
Both pain and pain are in the text
The night took away
All confessions
silent
Than night
More impressive
despair
These days
Sleepless nights
WeChat is full
Unforgettable thoughts
Long and short sentences
Like a beautiful elf
Play a melody in the night sky
Inspiration dances
Construct words and sentences
All the past
ultimately
Write it into poetry
In the poem
We are deeply in love
In reality
We had no choice but to part ways
Winter wind
I know the wind this winter
Stubborn, stubborn, its fingers
Tuck your messy hair into your hat
Heating. The eyes under the brim of the cap are patrolling
There is no praise for its willfulness
The wind pulled the trees closer and farther apart
Fallen leaves dance in its song
Turn into pieces of fine scraps of paper
And it flies into the earth brown butterfly
At every fork in the road
The wind stood in the unknown, trembling
At the moment, drifting in the shoes
The feet began to recognize each other on the way home
It touched the heart of lamentation
In the flow of people returning home
A cracking sound echoed