Tuesday, August 15, 2023

Three Micropoems by James Tian (Tian Yu)

Dream
No matter in dream or not,
Which is like the sound of spring,
Pretend that no one can solve it.

The Night Road
Tonight, where there’s the moon,
There are no stars,
Gently, only the sound of leaves falling.

The Story of the Autumn
The story of the autumn,
Lying in the palm of my hand,
Live in my dreams.
© James Tian (Tian Yu)
Manila, Philippines 
tianjames17@gmail.com

Poet James Tian (Tian Yu), born in 1994 in Tai'an City, Shandong Province, now lives in the Philippines. He is editor-in-chief and exclusive interview poet in Serbian Alia Mundi magazine, Chinese edition. He is one of top ten new poets of the 2020 and 2021, Chinese Poetry Spring Festival Gala. The monograph "Flying the Sky" Tian Yu's Modern Poetry Selection and other books have been published and distributed by the International Cultural Publishing Company.

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