They spent a month before that special day
to hold the stars around the alley
every night
after the supper
Till mom’s calling.

They went to bed, hid their stars to
see
real star’s coming out
Till the Cosmos covered their dreams through the windows
Till the Cosmos kept their secrets under the night
Till the Cosmos brought them another night to be closed to the yellow circle.

They saved favorite clothes for the day
to meet the giant moon
to see Father’s coming home earlier
to grab a big bite of “one-a-season-cake”
Till their secrets to be revealed – the burning hairs.

A night
to open and close the festival was not too long and not too short for the kids.
(they enjoyed it thirty days before)

I was one of them
I was the luckiest one who got the full moon inside the cake and a new hairstyle
I saw my true full moon inside my favorite cake.

The time the moon reaches its perfection is also the time to become less perfect.
We should prepare for goodbye – to say hi in the future.
Goodbye, my Full Moon.

• Initial: September 12, 2019

They said the outside is dangerous
Beware of the falling cocos
They said ponds are dangerous
Beware of the deep water

But kids never follow
So, do I

It is…
where I hid myself every time mom got angry
where I hid myself every time I feel lonely
where I hid myself every summer
till the cicadas stop singing

Let’s get back to the “another-life”!

Goodbye backyard, my true hive.

Oh, a cicada wakes me up from the blurry daydream…

• Initial: N/A

You love green bean mooncakes
I prefer the meat one
You are thirty forever
and my age is kept counting

Lanterns, mooncakes, and another Mid-autumn Festival to come
one more year is added
A twenty-six-year-old girl
It was me, crying, sorrowful, and lost
A thirty-two-year-old woman
It is me, smiling, delighted, and found
I smile for everything we did together
I smile for every second we passed

I smile.

• Initial: July 26, 2019

1.
Hot rice and sour soup
All smells like momma’s dishes
Oh, I’m coming home!

2.
A drop of sunshine pours on her smile
It smells so sweet and tender
Makes me fall in love.

3.
Llama jumping up
Green grass never let him down
Freedom’s here and now.

4.
Flash hawk gets the trout
Peaceful river turns violent
The quicker, the winner.

5.
The three words
I can talk all day for work
But there is a case that stops me from opening my mouth
It takes me days and nights
to say, “I love you”.

Love, you, Everest!

• Initial: N/A

Thinking of you with
excitement, hope and burdensome
Conquering you is not that easy
It’s self-challenging,
even there’s a thin light of hope and luck.
It could be a failure
if the wrong times picked

It’s difficult, I know
But I still want to come to you.

Sometimes we have to wait and act immediately…

Facing you with
confusing, short-breathing, and shaking
It’s a mess inside my mind,
even I planned steps before
It could be a failure
if there’s anything wrong I do

It’s difficult, I confirm
But I am proud to be with you that second.

Love, you, Everest!

• Initial: N/A

One morning, from the blue window,
I see a hummingbird singing – a pure song.
A beautiful one, standing on a dried tree, reaching himself to the sunlight, proudly.

There’re giggles; there’re leaves’ falling sounds, and there’re kids come out from the houses.
There’s a stone fly through the air and hit the tree.
Satisfied atmosphere’s disappeared.

I wonder…
If the kids happy or not,
but there’s no peace for the bird.
He flies away.

Back to my room, standing in front of the mirror, looking into my mind.

I wonder…
Is that the gun’s explosion?
Is that one of the difficulties in life?
Even you are living in a peaceful place or not.
There’s no difference between the US. and Iran.

A sour taste is going through my throat.

• Initial: N/A

As a single star that shined upon the sky,
full of pride but lonely
The day came and the night left, routinely
A tedious life took place every day
before the day I saw her eyes, my angel
glowing, innocent, mysterious
She opened my heart and stepped in, naturally.

It was a strange feeling
when you first to share your time
to share your space, your responsibility
your life
with another one
Unconditionally, I did it.

She loves me her own way.
which urges me to run along and serve
which influences me to alter rhythms
which motivates me to develop new habits
which changes my lifestyle
Positively!

Coldness, disdain, and fluctuation are what I can describe
Softness and tenderness, I recognize, sometimes
But pride is your nature, intensively
The inherent nature of a thing, we cannot change easily
just take it and live with it.

My angel is not perfect, isn’t she?
She is not perfect to be an ideal sweetheart, but she’s perfect to put in my life
She is perfect for changing me, for becoming with me.
She is the reason for a better me.

She is all I need to complete a “me,”
open, friendly, and sharing.

Having you in my life, I know I am not only living for myself.

For Bich, my Cat, Happy 2^nd birthday,

• Initial: November 17, 2018
• Revised: August 7, 2022