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And Then, Fade

March 3, 2017
By QijunZ SILVER, Tacoma, Washington
QijunZ SILVER, Tacoma, Washington
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Favorite Quote:
"There's no such thing as perfect writing, just like there's no such thing as perfect despair."--Murakami Haruki


I

A mild breeze woke up the unconscious couple,
Scarf in black and blue overlapped the summer maple.
Your smile reminded me of the rimmed rainbow row,
Your graceful hairs dripped with unripe marrow.

“Here’s a present you’ve wished for,” she said,
“With an everlasting warmth in your heart.”
Sunlight covered your gracious smile in pure white,
Dreamlike, glowing lights shone the black pupils of my eyes.

II

Silent morning stands still above the dim hill.
Winter’s soundless growl snaps the nostalgic ill.
Warm cotton wraps outside my frozen coat.
Silver cold stabs my chest but not the enveloped throat.

Vanished footsteps mark the ending road,
Blue and black scarf tilts in this white falling snow
Your soft tone no longer follows,
Only the memory echoes, with a fading smile.


The author's comments:

The inspiration of this poem mainly comes from my experience with a girl back in my middle school. I hardly realized her crush on me until I went abroad for high school. One of the few things she left behind for me was a scarf with black and blue pattern. And now whenever I see or wear a scarf, I would think of her and regret for my carelessness of her.


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