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Moments || Wang Yueqiang / Among the Flowers (group poem)

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Moments || Wang Yueqiang / Among the Flowers (group poem)
Moments || Wang Yueqiang / Among the Flowers (group poem)

Poet: Wang Yueqiang

Wang Yueqiang / Among the Flowers (group poem)

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◎ Umbrella-shaped meditation

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Under this rainy sky

I lifted the clouds and came to the umbrella meditation

On the street I walk

One question at a time

The upper check is marriage, and the lower check is love

It is full of pain and doubts

The rain hits the heart

The street lamps don't say: where the darkness is deepest

Where are the traps prepared

What an alley

A light floral scent of purple? The answer of the umbrella edge

It's a drop and a drip, some broken sentences

Like that night, I was with her

Get drunk, throw the wine glass on the ground, on the glass

Teardrops

I rotated the umbrella a few times, and the top of the umbrella was like the tip of a hill

A small growl and a low sigh of the past

Splash in unison

In my dream, neither she nor I saw her

After a detour, it came

In front of the gate of a pointed arched building, the umbrella is lowered

In an instant, meditation was folded

Memories close

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Moments || Wang Yueqiang / Among the Flowers (group poem)

◎ Last night

Last night, I was on the manuscript paper in my head

Write poetry all night

Sentence after sentence, no gap, no with her

The slightest obstruction

If you concatenate them line by line

Add her in from it

Published into a magical book

And the amazing little collection will be greatly praised

Sadly, I woke up at dawn

Can't remember a word

This is enough to prove that dreams are illusory and poetry is short-lived

Love is deception, she is fake

I couldn't help but recite the American confessional poetes

Plath's sentence -

"This is the silence characteristic of a stunned soul"

"Love in the world

Suddenly changed color"

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Moments || Wang Yueqiang / Among the Flowers (group poem)

◎ Among the flowers

I never hesitate, even if I fall

Nor is it a brightly colored death

Instead, I will stand up with the support of the wind

At this point, the raspberries are mute

A butterfly has iron added to its waist

In this bush of red peonies

Between the pool of white lotus flowers is no longer the sorrow of water

The contrast of colors, the distance of aromas

Laughter is faintly audible

On the branches of the wind, memory

Falling leaves

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About author/Wang Yueqiang is a native of Beijing who lives in Chongqing. He is the author of many poetry collections such as "The Dawn of Words" and "The Wind is Whispering", and his poetry works have won many awards and been selected into a variety of important poetry anthologies, and he is the chief editor of "Chinese Folk Poetry Reader 2018 Poetry Volume", and is currently the president and editor-in-chief of "Chinese Poet" magazine.

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Moments || Wang Yueqiang / Among the Flowers (group poem)

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