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Silver Lines: Selected Poems by Fred Wei

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Table of Contents
Images 
The Racehorses / 3 
Seconds, Minutes and Hours Float... / 4 
The Flowers / 5 
Midnight Rain / 5 
Pebbles / 6 
On a Cloudburst / 7 
Wind Turbines on the Coast / 8 
The Night Devoured... / 8 
Night Cat / 9 
Rain and Dream / 9 
Orpheus in the Underpass / 10 
Bed by the Window / 11 
Children of the Sun / 12 
The Clouds / 12 
Rain Slaying / 13 
A Pond in the Woods / 14 
Foghorn / 14 
Midnight Fisherman / 15 
Speedboats on the Waterway / 16 
The Ginkgo Tree / 17 
Trees / 18 
Chimney Smoke / 19 
Fly on the Wall / 19 
On an Early Autumn Afternoon / 20 
Wetland in Beijing Zoo on a Dreary. Late Autumn Day / 21 
On Early Autumn / 23 
Wildfire / 24 
On Late Autumn / 25 
The Zoo in Winter / 26 
Subway on New Year's Eve / 26 
A Light Snow at Night / 27 
Butterflies and Clouds / 28 
Eye Surgery Room on New Year's Eve / 29 
Winter River / 30 
A Glass Tumbler on the Window Sill / 31 
A Windy Winter Night / 31 
The Snowman / 32 
Frost on the Window / 33 
A Walk on a Spring Morning / 34 
The Potion of Spring / 34 
The Anchorite / 35 
An Indigo Night / 37 
The Dawn / 38 
The Sun on a Foggy Day / 39 
Clouds over the Sea / 40 
A Swimming Pool under the Moon / 40 
Pathway in a Rainforest / 41 
The Volcano / 42 
Zephyr / 44 
The Bus Stop / 45 
Beaeheraft / 45 
A Water Bird Lowered... / 46 
A Puddle / 47 
The Breakwater / 48 
A Summer Night / 49 
The Cloud Dweller / 50 
Cloud Continents / 51 
Rain in Saipan / 52 
The Storm / 53 
Autumn of Silence / 55 
…… 
Thoughts 
Sentiments
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The Water Deliverer 
His rough-hewn throat is a geyser, 
where his shouted songs gush forth. 
The lyrics un-tethered to tune 
erupt from his motorized tricycle. 
The plastic barrels sitting on it, 
his blue-skinned audience 
applauding when there's a bump 
in the road, wouldn't move 
quite as easily up the steep stairs 
and his trickle of earning shouldn't 
have grown all the songs in blossom. 
Still he let the fountain within flow, 
and the city has more to imbibe 
than the water he brings to homes. 
Night Wind 
It's left only to a pair of vacant eyes 
to discern the galloping horses 
lost in the mazy pallid streets, 
the ocean sweeping across treetops 
laden with unreachable sweet fruits, 
the dance as light as time's footsteps 
but lacking the latter's speed, 
and the heart riding on diaphanous 
clouds that drift like rudderless dreams. 
A Train in the Rain 
The passenger cars were dragged 
by the powerful engine 
in a reluctant chain gang, 
until the rain came to their rescue 
smuggling them away 
from the rails trying to hold 
the evaporated steel in vain: 
all they managed was tearing the clank 
from the rain to keep it 
as a token of the train's memory 
while the deposed locomotive could 
only shriek in horror.
Silver Lines: Selected Poems by Fred Wei
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