Poems from Tom Meng
Graveyard
American crow hidden in tip of branch calls "caw…"
Birds twittering，bugs buzzing and arguing each，
Earthworms...
Mansions
The golden powder empires，
Villas of top and fortunate entrepreneurs，
In the gilded age ，dubbed by writer...
High line Park
An abandoned elevated freight railway，
Rescued destiny of demolition，
Rebuilt an unique sky garden...
Dance with bridge
Looks up to far blue sky，
And down to undulating river，
A boardwalk path in midair，
And an indispensable city...
A few grains of wheat
Des glaneuses ，in 1857–
By French painter Millet Jean Francois，
Filled with tranquil，...