Moonset – to MU5735
I am sorry that I let you down
To the beneath of the earth
Where my sorrows lie
And love sparks
似是故人来
三月是你的长发
月亮是印着克林姆特的发卡
梦是另一张面具
春天是上面的眼
Happy Birthday Lawrence Ferlinghetti
Good morning
Today is the birthday of Lawrence Ferlinghetti
he lights the city of San Francisco with poems
And then becomes a pure light
among the millions from the sun
SFMOMA：Gerhard Richter Two candles
If u see them as wings then they are birds
If u feel the warm of lights then they are mother and father
If u become the table where they are standing then u are the son
If u wanna ease the curves, or standing in front of them to prevent the wind’s hurting them, then all the sudden the frame becomes home
Tulips
I got some tulips today at the city’s biggest square
The tulip is free
Now they are on my desk, in the living room
The tulips stands together in my pot
Eating my oxygen
Oxygen is free
The tulips are pure in their own color
Like your lips
And you are pure
And I can only afford to have something that is not free
The tulip captured in the photo frame
Like a fragile animal
Like New York
They’re born to be a peacock
It’s waiting for the spring
Screams while nobody on the balcony
I have 11 sun
planted in my cooking pot
Moving to a new home
The day is still long
Before the sun set down
I moved them in, they, the flowers and the flowerpots, can’t fit in
They resist to be placed inside
They are too bright for the night
So now I moved them out
At the balcony
They are their own planets now
Their hearts beat loudly
I look at them
They look at the stars
(And they are all yellow