Wang Yixiao, pen name Yi Xiao. She has published two books of poetry, including Singing of Time (2011) and Never Forget the Paths We've Taken. Her poems have appeared in various magazines, including Poetry Selected in China. She lives in Hebei, China.
Peter Feng was born in Chongqing, China, in 1979. He has received a Ph.D degree in literature from Nanjing University and currently teaches English at Jinan University. He has co-translated A Journey through the Chinese Empire, Intimate China, and The Web and the Rock, and co-written a book of poems Cruel Raven (2011). His study includes poetry, psychoanalysis, and contemporary philosophy.
If we have not lived among constellations,
How do we know the feeling of clustering?
Waking up, shining,
A fiery foal waits for me.
Hooves clapping, burning man dancing.
Chrysalis of winter
A bluebell brews its light purple.
The north wind hoists a naked stalk, soon
Green blossoms will rush to it.
I have a skull burning in eternity,
Notes of corolla, the deep blue arch of heaven,
The heart is the origin of rivers, and I will become—blue,
Become dancing, become—impossible.
I will arrive with the night
An invisible door
Ajar in midair
Go there—through it—
You come too
Going against the wind with a shining plot in hand
Becoming the other
There were two summers in 2012
Enough to melt the ice-abyss
It can't encase colors anymore
A tropical city nears
A flowing web of light
Hides millions of blinking eyes
It erects all streets and lamps
I spiral down the cascading islands of cloud
Golden eyelashes of sunset submerge below the horizon
Behind the dash
Spread night and nothingness
With the patina of laughter