ZhangFanxiu 张凡修

• Wine on Horseback  |  马背上的酒
• Howling Wind  |  风声
• Perpetuity  |  不息
• Frozen Earth  |  冻土

Chen Min 陈敏

• from At the Riverbank (A Series of Poems)  |  选自 在河岸（组诗）
• ....Riparian Willows Grow on the Shoulders  |  岸柳长在肩膀上
• ....Boat Unmoored  |  凭空的船
• ....Once a Wharf  |  曾经的码头
• ....First Man on the Road  |  早行的人
• ....Passing Train  |  过路的列车

Liu Nian 刘年

• At a Street Corner, Watching a Man Impersonating Michael Jackson  |  街头看人摹仿迈克尔·杰克逊
• Pozhenzi  |  破阵子
• Yang Opera  |  阳戏
• Water Drops  |  水滴
• All the Secrets of Life Are in the Water  |  世间所有的秘密，都在水里

Ba Ling 八零

• Evening Repast  |  晚宴
• Weekend  |  周末
• A Circus  |  演出队
• Suddenly Thinking of Liu Ling  |  忽然想到刘玲
• Solitary Days  |  独居小记

Meifu Wang 王美富

• Love Explained  |  爱的另一种解释
• Cave by the Sea  |  海石
• In Skagway  |  相会阿拉斯加
• Song of Spring  |  春之歌
• Song of Spring，2  |  春之歌，之二

From 21st Century Chinese Poetry, No. 14

• The scarecrow doesn’t know what is happening.
• The sound of the wind
• does not reveal anything unusual.
• .
• But someone in a windbreaker comes to put a windbreaker on him.
• She folded up his cuffs, leaving two fingernails out,
• and buttons him up.
• This flirting makes the wind blush,
• turning red, turning white.

— Zhang Fanxiu, Howling Wind

• The river, runs this way;
• the river, runs that way, too.
• Sometimes it isn’t called a river, but a riverbank.
• The riverbank stands in the back all the time.
• 
.
• Where there is a sandbar,
• riparian willows create a bit of decoration,
• Springtime will be here soon.
• .
• She doesn’t have a long memory;
• one morning she is in the north,
• one morning she is in the south,
• not at all steadfast.

— Chen Min, Riparian Willows Grow on the Shoulders

• A man murdered by a man,
• but he chose to point out the starry sky.
• Concerning the ways of the world,
• the cicada on the pagoda tree
• and I share similar views, except
• I wouldn’t dare such heart-and-lung-rending screams.

— Liu Nian, At a Street Corner, Watching a Man Impersonating Michael Jackson

• and if you want sunlight, you can have it.
• But when the curtain is pulled open,
• the weekend is gone.
• Where did it go? I don’t really worry about that.
• I am thinking more about how it arrived
• for our secret rendezvous,
• limping and staggering,
• a little down at heel, creased like the bottom of the curtain,

— Ba Ling, Weekend

• 

• Echoes come from a cave by the sea,
• from its deepest chamber.
• as if someone calls out like a thunder
• with an open heart:
• Come, come without fear.
• Through these valleys, you will see a dreamland.
• For whom is the whisper? Do you hear?
• Do you hear the waves pushing over the seamounts to reach the cave.
• I will wait until you come.
• I will be waiting until you are here.
• .
• Some days the calls come in a whisper,
• and the moon may look pale up the sky.

— Meifu Wang, Cave by the Sea