Monday, May 29, 2017

poetry picnic week 45, world peace year 6, short story slam week 69, 70


World Peace Year Sixth, counting from 2012, to 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, and 2017, we are going strong and profound 

    Mao Xiaotong,


   Sun Yaoqi


Zhu Xinxiao and Huang Yi

   zhaohan yingzi
  li mingshun

  julie cohen and anne peters were there to promote arts

  morton schapiro







When despair grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.