January San Diego Poem by Jone Guo

The sun is rising:
The light that rolls out the morning

All tears
Have fallen into the ocean
The sky is abandoned
That palace with all doors and windows
Throwing outwards

Wisdom, shooting up
From the disordered Spanish fountain
Love, a mast
Broken in half in the boat
Over the ocean

The purple flowers
Dazzle the whole view, like blood
Oozing out from the hill slope
A giant tree, the Bird of Paradise
Some other form of flower
Excites the madness of the giant wind

The road of solitude continues
To cruise out from solitude…