WePoetry
for vivian 雯
You find me through
the road not taken.
What you see through
the woman within her house-
Blue and bluer.
There is a river 
full of water lilies,
one after another
we drink the bittersweet
and wash our lips to raise our voice.
Dear, in the darkest sky,
I hope to find lucky stars.
I want to plant them
in your eyes,
I want us to see more and further-
Not blue but WePoetry.
The Wise Wish
for 桐語
You must have known
there were gold mines hidden in books,
so you asked for your dowry
to be a whole house of books.
Your parents must have known better,
so they did not grant that.
To become rich is not to own books,
but to live a loving life.
Life is an open book.
Now with a son and a daughter,
You indeed become a millionaire.
The wise wish comes true.
For Lesley Fletcher
And Antonia Facciponte’s poem to Anna Yin at the demo meeting…
