World Literature:
Shelley Kristina Hu (USA)
Foreign Land
When five hundred years warp into tomorrow
On that green planet faraway
Snow has melted
A petal of golden dandelion flower
Shines and stretches in the breeze
In our backyard
Flows the fragrance of lettuce, blueberry and rosemary
In our garden, a spreading peacock and a butterfly are playing hide and seek
Under a purple wisteria tree filled with colorful ribbons
A dragon and an eagle are playing chess
And in the field, robots are perspiring
Then flashing in the air
Is a distant memory of the woods by the river bank
When my palm melted into yours
Uplifted both the sun and the moon
There’s no longer a foreign land
