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TUTTI I DIRITTI RISERVATI

The poems are published in order of arrival

The Harmonious Meaning of "Light" in Bright Light

What is "light",

There seems to be no dead space;

Hurried expressions,

With tearful figures,

And then some people think that,

Smile is just a matter of time.

What we only remembered is"Suffering",

What we only forgotten is the "Sweetness",

But our hearts are full of pain obviously now,

Slogans can really indeed embellish history,

Under a different sky.

Can let the darkness of the past,

Only be grown in the spring’s site.

All things have the law of wisdom,

But this law can be used in fight.

Just like "Justice",

If it can be used as a supreme excuse,

So the so-called "Freedom",

That's the real reason with the color in white !

Let the dictatorship be "Independent" more clearly,

Let the fools continue to be fooled,

And still keep alive.

Life is on some road now,

But lives are on another road in this endless night.

There’s no need to ask people,

If you can see it "Clearly",

But only should to ask,

If you "Got It" already,

So such a world then,

It’s the one we called "A Garden With Light".

by James Tian 

田宇 

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Bio: 田宇 James Tian,Tianyu. His works have been published in more than 50 newspapers and magazines in China and abroad and have been translated into many languages.

Since 2018 he has been awarded with prestigious prizes of excellence. He is the main organizer of Zheng Xin International Poetry Award.

CITY SUNSET

Very big

bright red sun

sandwiched in a tall building, and

Between a row of plane trees

Former glory

half, lost

half, looking back

world

A taxi

gallop away

by Mei Fangzi ( Shanghai, China)

#lightsforthecity

Bio: Mei Fangzi is a member of Shanghai Writers Association. Published more than 20 books. Poems have won domestic and international awards. Published poetry collections "Half-Petaled Flowers", "When We Look at Flowers". President of the Cheongsam Poetry Society.

CITY NIGHT

Why turn your head

The lights always shine

noisily at a step behind

When the red turns green

you stride

out of the night on your back

By Zi Yan ( Shanghai, China)

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 Bio: Zi Yan, real name is Weihong Zhu. She received her PHD in Literature from Tsukuba University, Japan. She is currently a professor at a university in shanghai. Her research interests include Japanese Tanka and Haiku, poetry translation.

Fireworks In Starry Sky

The first drop of water is just like a virus

copying at an amazing rate

It becomes so vast and turbulent, like

mountains overwhelmingly rows over

Air is solid and so is blood

Even the wind on the road

has become angular stones

What a coincidence! My little gloom is so blue

My scarf on the neck is so blue

The little sky over your head

Is so blue

Leave you the bright stars of that night

And leave myself the vastness beyond the starlight

At the end of a stretch of fireworks

I’ll continue to go ahead

By Qi Xuan ( Jilin, China)

Tr. By Lily

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Bio: Qi Xuan, a member of the Writers Association of Jilin. She is currently the associate editor of ‘GuanDong Poets’. Her poem works have been published in ‘Poetry’, ‘and other literature journals. She has won numerous awards at the national poetry competitions.

CITY LIGHTS

I can see:

In front of  many windowsills

The mother is threading the needle

The student is studying hard

Every ordinary day

Every night is clear to see

It's all because of you

I can hear:

Out of many Windows

The sound of happiness is playing

The sweet laughter is going on

Under the darkness, they are performing a tribute to life

O City lights! Endless love!

by  Jinquan Hu ( HK, China)

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Bio: Hu Jinquan is an artist of poetry, calligraphy and painting. He is currently director of the Chinese Cultural Art Exchange Centre of Birland State and Birland-China cultural ambassador, PhD supervisor of the Oxford College of Art in the UK。

ALLEY

Aren’t there just two alleys?

left side is the wide alley

right side is the narrow alley

Aren't there just two rivers?

flowing slowly

boundless with silence

Aren't there just two ways?

narrow minded person

make the wide alley narrower

broad hearted person

make the narrow alley wider

By Feng Limin ( China)

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Bio: Feng Limin,  a Chinese poet who is living in Gansu province.  

THE "LIGHT" OF THE CITY

He held up light, castle, palace, atrium

Always bright,

bright never repeat, posture or layout,

woven in the net of giving classic

Art is the art of the world

A lot of people came,  he ran with them,

made with them, made with them

Holding up the order of Chivalry

So far, the vast oracle has lived on for a hundred years

Parco del Valentino

is looked upon lovingly by God

by Lu Jing ( Jilin, China )

     #lightsforthecity

Bio :  Lu Jing , She loves literature & writes a lot of modern poems frequently. She is the member of China Poetry Association, China Prose Association & Jilin Province Writers’ Association. She is also the president of Orient Literary Society.

CITY LIGHTS

Autumn nights are lit up

The dew was lit up

The building of an ancient civilization

 is lit up and the prayer is devotional

The bright and pure reading of the good light

Lamppost to surpass the height of life to hold hope

Cut off the vast confusion bound by darkness

The wind has the belonging dream has the direction

Even the outline of the roof

All present the auspicious shape of the years flowing away safely

To open life in the way of resplendent

The knight used his faith

Engraved with dazzling medal

Love is deep

Is the simple street with a folk style

A warm encounter softens every quiet window

By Xing Yanjun (Yushu, China )

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Bio: Xing Yanjun, he likes to read and write, and some works have been published in various poetry network platforms.

LIGHT OF HOPE

This turmoil

Cities are mostly icy grey and white

A gust of wind shakes thoughts

Hoping for a warm orange color

such a faint firefly

The lights also bowed their heads

The stars hold torches high

The one that fell

wink on a blade of grass

Autumn leaves are held high

The moment it flew away from the branches

light starts slowly

extinguished

rebirth

By Cloud ( Hebei, China)

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Bio: Cloud. His real name is Wang Aiyun, he likes to write and read poems, Lives in Huailai, Hebei.

THE STREET LAMPS OF SMALL TOWN

The night gives us light

Walking along the street, the lush river of the lamps

When the night without stars, they are stars

When the night without people, they perform mime

When the characters come out, the dancing snowflakes are the background of the story and the foil of the street lamps

The dog also appeared in the camera and couldn’t help falling in love with the street lamps in the dead of night

by Luan Lujiang (China)

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Bio: Luan Lujiang, a middle school teacher, and a member of China Poetry Association & Jilin Province Writers’ Association. He is also the vice president of Orient Literary Society. He has published a poetry collection title called “Back on to the distance”.

A SHADOW UNDER A STREET LAMP

A shadow under a street lamp

It's a living thing

Around you

Before and after the left and right sides

Stepping on it, home is a lot closer

A shadow under a street lamp

Is the partner

Short and long, fat and thin

that's you in people's eyes

A shadow under a street lamp

They will relay

The deep becomes light

Replenished by the next one, light and then dark

Finish the road of life

 by Waterknows (Shanghai, China)

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Bio: Waterknows,  real name Jiang Yinong, Shanghai. Editor of World Poetry Network Shanghai Channel, member of the jury of "Chinese Poetry Competition".

MY CITY

Every day

Walking in the resonance of the heavy traffic

The traffic light, I see

Changes of the color

 without emotion

One building stands by another

The tall buildings

Suppressing the pulse which has long lost the impulse

Eyes, once filled with tears

have already been

A congested, dead well filled with blood

Night

The neon lights flashing in turn

in the city squares

Snorts the expression of  your words and mine

The ears hear

Du Fu's voice from ago a thousand years 

Every day

Walking in the busy city

I hear

The soul under the reinforced concrete

A burst of

Twisted groaning

By Xu Jian gang (China)

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Bio: Xu Jiangang, is a professor of Zhejiang Yuexiu University of Foreign Language Studies, professor of English and American literature at China Three Gorges University.He has published three collections poetry.

THE STREET LAMP

Their flowering period

locked in this huge container of the dark

No bees or butterflies knock at the door

And neither the unmarried fruit

But never give up, the light of innate maternal love

Upward like a bamboo, standing quiet alone

Examining the eruptions of cosmic White hole

Watching the gloomy states in the Black hole of time 

They are the easily neglected individuals

Our compliments mostly given to the broad daylight

They are the most pure-hearted group

Inspiration of  life, touch the pores and meridian vessels of dream

Won the love of the moon, with the high praise of the dome

Twilight merged into the world,  countless shining diamonds

embedded in their crowns

 By Sue Zhu ( New Zealand)

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Bio: Sue Zhu, is a New Zealand Chinese poet, artist, promoter of modern international poetry, and multi-international awards winner, her poems have been translated into more than 20 languages and published in various countries.