Runtian Wu

On the last day without classes, time trickles from my fingertips,Gatherings, browsing, Twitter, Instagram, CNN, WeChat—Suddenly, a day has slipped by. I wander under the stars,Wanting to weep, to confess to the fleeting time.I seek magic, to dissolve the barriers between eternity and matter.Yet I just wander under the stars,Circling the park’s edge over and…

Waiting for the sunset in the library,And letting history confine all weariness into the books. The books have been shelved for more than a century.Would seem as if nothing had ever happened,Had I not picked one up by chance. Waiting for dawn in the library,The paths are still dark and cold from the recent rain.I…

I wish to write a poem for you every day,To record every morning we spend together.Do you know,Every time I approach you,I possess the finest landscape in the world? There is always profound silence and hesitation at cross roads.Day and night, I race along the paths toward you.Do you know,Throughout seasons and storms,I always find…

Christmas morning granted Hyde Park an ancient tranquillity –This is beauty.I am filled with anticipation in this calm.I shall enjoy in solitudeall the vast meadows and woodlands. 25 December 2022 in London 圣诞节和清晨赐予了海德公园往古的宁静这就是美丽我在宁静中充满期冀广大的草地和树林一人独享 2022年12月25日于伦敦

A wooden door, a roof overgrown with moss,Meadows, fences, and a garden full of roses.Morning birds awaken while the stars still linger in the sky.I toil in the fields,Not planting crops, nor flowers—I plant only poems.Pondering over and over,To exchange my yearning for the earth’s emotion. 18 December 2022 in London 归隐 木门，长满青苔的屋顶草原，篱笆，开满蔷薇的花地晨鸟初醒，天边的星辰犹在我在田地里耕耘不种庄稼，不种花我只种诗反复揣摩，反复斟酌用我的渴求，换来大地的感动 2022年12月18日于伦敦

I miss the witch who once passed by the window,Carrying a flute, trees, and flowers.It was only when she brushed past that I suddenly remembered,I wanted her to take me to a utopia,With fields, canyons, and starry skies.But now she is gone,Leaving me wandering alone. 5 December 2022 in London 彷徨 想念窗边路过的女巫带着风笛，树木和鲜花擦身而过时我才猛然想起，要让你把我带到世外桃源，有原野，有峡谷，有星空可你已不见独留我彷徨 2022年12月5日于伦敦

When I was in elementary school,life was like riding an ox.Enjoying the scenery along the way,while playing with the wildflowers along the trail. When I was in middle school,life was like driving a Jeep.The towering mountains produced spectacular beauties,but I could only glanced at them.I had to concentrate on climbing the hillswhile watching out for…

For ages, it feels like I’m sitting in a wheelchairand pushed along by endless trivial matters.The coolness of the evening awakens my hidden thoughts,Bringing me back to reflect within poetry.Receding, dreaming, reappearing,Imagining the freedom of a night bird. 21 November 2022 in London 杂诗 很久很久像是坐在轮椅里，被无尽的琐事推行晚上的清凉唤醒了隐秘的思想，让我来到诗中回首远去，梦见，重现，像夜鸟一样的自由 2022年11月21日于伦敦

How would you like me to describe your beauty?You make every breath I take sweet.In the solitude of the night, you let me taste freshly made yogurt, savour the coconut of midsummer, chew the nuts of late autumn.You make me forget the people around, the books, the experiments, and the papers.You fill me with gratitude—On…