| Changming Yuan
At Sunrise in Summer
You leap from the valley
Like an infant newly delivered
Your umbilical cord just cut off
From mother universe
To establish your own
Circulation of bloody light
Why not get up and open
Every skylight on the roof
Thus turning on the sun's tap
To take a morning shower
And cleanse all the darkness
Accumulated on our skins
Tattooed by the night?
Sightseeing at Harrison Lake
under a wishful willow
on the bench's bare back
are awkwardly carved
many names, initials, heartshapes
some densely isolated
others thinly connected
with plus or equal signs
making a whole new monument
a tortured totem of tourism
unoccupied, probably reserved
there's no sudden heat of hope
or quick burial of burned burins
yet like a huge fish fossilized
sitting still in open solitude
towards the hills drifting beyond
as if to wait at the waterfront
for the long lost syllables
stranded below the setting sun
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