The Atlas of the War against Epidemic - Yang Zhixue / 杨志学
The eyes of horror, the eyes of pain / The eyes of men that are dying with hate / So many the bright and merciful eyes that flash in an instant /
Número #3
How You Look Like - Xu Fang / 徐 芳
In our lives, there are moments / that are like the impresses of a mask / similar to the gullies suddenly bursting out / and then slowly rebounding to nothingness / as usual, but you didn’t even see them at all /
About the Fight Against the Pandemic - An Liang / 安 谅
On the winter land, a huge crow descended. / It was silent, like a ballet dancer dancing on the tips of her toes. / But the flapping of its wings had already rumbled like thunder. /
Mr. Zhong Nanshan’s Monologue - Gong Xuan / 龚 璇
I must go to Wuhan, to show / my sword to the magic bacteria / surging in the dark, and let the sharp / blade dipped with liquid medicine mop up / the desire of the coronavirus. /
Poetry Useless - Dong Qing / 冬 青
As the dry loess plateau is reluctant to turn green / With what can the surviving plants grow again?! / They are more eager to be bright than ever! / I still have unfinished writings, shivering / in this wretched long dead silence /
To Wuhan - Xiao Shui / 肖 水
The South is sinking, and the great river like / an electric current crossing in surge // The mud on lotus is sliding down the ladder / The shards of moonlight clinging to the rice paddies /