Road

Road,
Road under my feet,
Where do you take me to?
The road says nothing.

I'm off on the road,
The road that I'll never know.
I'm off on the road,
The road that I'll never see its end.

Time and time again,
I'm off on this road.
Time and time again,
I ask you.

Road,
Road under my feet,
Where do you take me to?
The road says nothing.

Road, no stop sign.
Road, no return.
Road, never end.

by Nan X. Wang
Published in "Best Poems of 1996"

All Shades of Colors

White and black
and anything in between

with all shades of colors
that pass by

and blend away
between the white and black

filling a world
of all shades of colors.

by Nan X. Wang
Published in "A Treasury of American Poetry III", 2007

End of Winter

It's the end of winter.
Yes, spring is not far away.
How many days before spring comes?
How much longer will this winter stay?

It's been so nicely arranged, to have
The darkest hour before dawn, and
The coldest season before it gets warm.

When it's so dark, we know that
The daybreak is there near the horizon.
When it's so cold, we know that
Spring will be here soon.

Oh, yes.
It's the end of winter.
Spring is not far away.
How many days before spring comes?
How much longer will this winter stay?

by Nan X. Wang
Published in "Best Poems of the '90s", 1996

Fireflies

Like stars,
Twinkling in the dark,
Here and there.

Like tears,
Glistening in the eyes,
With joy and fear.

I search in the dark,
Though I can't see you clear,
I know you are there.

Like stars,
Twinkling in the dark,
Here and there.

by Nan X. Wang
Published in "Seasons to Come", 1995