Zhang Yuan (The Garden of Zhang)

It crouches
            deep in the garden.

A bizarre phantasm in a still
aluminum jungle;

A wound where
memory
            flows and stops
the air, thwarted
by the refracted light
            of modernity.

A hundred years—
worms,
            wars,
humans,
            guns,
emperors
            paupers
built
            demolished
rebuilt
            preserved now
in the name of a billion RMB
gentrification.

The same,
its terra-cotta redemption
when time confiscates the iron-trace
of humanity.

Aiden Heung, a native Chinese poet currently working and living in Shanghai. He writes about the city of Shanghai and about people who live in this city. He is a Tongji University graduate.

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