The Counting of My Remaining Days
Even if from January to December
I have only twelve days to live, even
If from Monday to Sunday I have
Only seven days to function, or even
If from Spring to Winter I have only
Four days to breathe, my heart will
Keep pumping blood to every vessel
To nourish every cell at my synapses
So I can feel you for the last three
Days: yesterday, today, and tomorrow
Mayuhe Revisited: a 50-Word Romance
Behind the shadow
Of this tall pine
I left all my dreams
About your face &
Smiles for a bright
Future (with a rosier
Romance) ahead, but
Only to return here
Five decades later
To join you in body
As in spirit, from
The opposite sides
Of this wild world
"Author's note: These two poems are inspired by and devoted to Helena Qi Hong (祁红)."
