Penghao Theatre Poem by Cigeng Zhang

Penghao Theatre



Fish is calm
Coffee is bubbling
Turn over the calendar
Slight Cold in Solar Term

I wear a red woolen sweater
Walking in a narrow alley
The play ‘s name
Set in a wooden frame

Today, to be staged
Crime of Her Heart
Her gloomy face
Hidden in a poster

Chilly wind blows
thro' her silent lips
Tonight, on show
Crimes of Her Heart

I wrap myself tight in my woolen sweater
Watching her elusive eyes
Waiting patiently, fish awakes
Coffee turns cold …

Thursday, March 3, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: fragment
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 24 July 2016

Her gloomy face! ! Thanks for sharing.

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Daniel Brick 12 March 2016

In your poem real life is staged like a drama and the drama spills over into real life. Tonight, on sow wi be you as te focus turns around and instead of facing the silent actress on stage it looks directly at you. You can't escape the curious gaze: That red sweater marks you!

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Cigeng Zhang 12 March 2016

Poets are interlinked. Your sharing is wonderful. Thank you Daniel.

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Amit Kumar 05 March 2016

brilliant creation dear! ! ! ! ! i like it.

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Cigeng Zhang 12 March 2016

Thank you Amit for your encouraging comment.

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