Thursday, 5 November 2015

2 poems by Yuxing Xia

Angles

The angle between the sun’s rays
and a reflection of it is not well-defined

like how my face does not really flash
my life experiences to whoever looks at me.

Note: Falling is a reprint from Strong Verse.


Falling

Falling
snow
lands on its feet and
cuddles around
my coat
for warmth
just like
my
dead
cat.


Bionote

Yuxing Xia is a scientist by day, poet by daydream. His work has been published or is forthcoming from Strong Verse,  Society of Classical Poets, Boston Literary Magazine, Otoliths, Pantheon Magazine, Star*line, Eunoia Review and elsewhere (see yuxingxia.wordpress.com). He also really likes boards that promote justice such as the washboard. Like really, all kinds of flat boards.

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