Stop reading daily news sent to my phone.
Stop counting claims &cold corpses
in Ukraine or any other places that are
Withering.
Stop babbling about politics &wars
that never ended, for a poet could only write
People.
Start listening to the spring, stones under my toes
&sakura tossed by the tender night.
Start to light candles before I go to sleep
&stretch my body like a lock,
the final position to secure
a human heart.
Start to make new calendars &count days
left for us to make love.
This year, spring arrives too early,
too early for an aching land to find enough
pouring rain
before the warmth.
Hours, I will wait near my desk
listen to water burning &you loving me.
I will crumble underneath you
like a heavy stone or a thirsty throat,
knowing this final crush will grind me
into stardust &I will pray:
One day it will find a way
into the cold moonlight
when we exhaust all the spring, tulips,
&fresh fleshes.
Shiyang Su is an international student who is currently studying creative writing. She is a firm believer in “Show don’t Tell”. Her favorite poet is Sharon Olds. Her poems have been published on Autumn Sky Daily, Neologism Poetry Journal, YAWP journal, Trouvaille Review, Anti-Heroin Chic, Eunoia Review, and others.