Snowing in Spring

Snowing in Spring

by Yuan Changming

                      In the wild open west, flakes keep falling

Like myriad baby angels knocked down from Paradise

      Blurring the landscape behind the vision

Hunting each consonant trying to rise above

The ground. The day is brighter, lighter &

      Softer than the feel. Soon there will be

         Dirty prints leading to everywhere (or nowhere)

& no one will care how the whole world will collapse

             In blasphemy. The missing cat won’t come to

            Trespass the lawn, nor will the daffodil bloom

To catch a flake drifting astray. Nobody bothers even to think

         About where the season is held up on its way back, how

               The fishes are agitating under the pressure of wintry

Water, why people wish to see more and more snow


Yuan Changming  started to learn the English alphabet in Shanghai at age 19 and published monographs on translation before leaving China. With a Canadian PhD in English, Yuan currently lives in Vancouver, where he edits Poetry Pacific with Allen  Qing Yuan; credits include ten Pushcart nominations, the 2018 Naji Naaman’s Literary Prize, Best of the Best Canadian Poetry, BestNewPoemsOnline and 1,489 others across 42 countries.  

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