Direct from Shanghai, Quintus gives us a poetic prediction for 2021.
By Quintus Ni
I see
Your hand goes through your hair
Time starts
distance
The sun comes with the storm
The golden arrow becomes the winter straw
All over the earth
Your shadow is laughing
The shadow of the jungle flew across the sky
The desire of darkness breathed heavily
A conch tossed to the sand bank by a huge wave
Whine in the Atlantic wind
My hand reaches for your breath
To the unknown destiny
Fingers burning lonely
Make a crackling sound
The bow and arrow pointed to the sky
Ready to hit the thick clouds
be quiet
Time has lost its wings
Floating eyes
Anxious, quiet, angry, happy
The world begins
The sky is closed
Stop today
Everything is waiting
In 2021
Waiting for the dreams
Climb down from the moon or the sun
Into the hard ground
enter
This strong island
Make true, and be yourself
Welcome to 2021~
2021 Predictions Editor: Sara Habibipour
Kenneth Sarkis says
Quintus,
How wonderful to see your beautiful language in POETIC STRUCTURE
rather than in ordinary prose.
Mr Sarkis