Changming Yuan
Walking in the Rain
You open, I
close, or I
open, you
close, either
your umbrella
or mine
To keep both
ourselves dry
from this cold
rain, we have
to share
the one, the same
umbrella, if we
must walk
hand
in hand
In a Sense
You are
in ascent
He is to have
inner scent
She is already
in a cent
We are all
innocent
Changming Yuan, author of Chansons of a Chinaman (2009) and two-time Pushcart nominee, who grew up in rural China and published several books before moving to Canada, currently lives in Vancouver and has poems appearing in Barrow Street, Best Canadian Poetry, London Magazine and nearly 300 other literary publications worldwide.
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Walking in the Rain
You open, I
close, or I
open, you
close, either
your umbrella
or mine
To keep both
ourselves dry
from this cold
rain, we have
to share
the one, the same
umbrella, if we
must walk
hand
in hand
In a Sense
You are
in ascent
He is to have
inner scent
She is already
in a cent
We are all
innocent
Changming Yuan, author of Chansons of a Chinaman (2009) and two-time Pushcart nominee, who grew up in rural China and published several books before moving to Canada, currently lives in Vancouver and has poems appearing in Barrow Street, Best Canadian Poetry, London Magazine and nearly 300 other literary publications worldwide.
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