reflectiOn

by Maria Kolankowska, Form V

Out of the crowd of people, a statue emerged. It stood motionless around the bustling area. And in my belief, I could hear A loud beating of the heart, And see a sadness on its face. Those were human features, a woman with a human face. Slim, beautiful, like everyone dreams of. Like a figure from afar, so sad and cold, So precious and fragile.

Another statue emerged from among the trees, It stared at its beauty from within the crowd. And in my belief, I could sense A will to survive in its eyes, And a toughness in its brow. Those were human features, A woman with a human face. A warrior that every ruler longs for. Like a tulip breaking through the layer of melting snow. So confident and unique. So different, And yet so similar. Their eyes met each other. There was no word needed for conversation. Their hearts and minds merged to one. And in my belief, I can say That two became one, Never to separate again.

MirrOr

by Xenia Konle, Form V

She taps the mirror, trying to find and feel the shadow of her true self. But all she sees is a blur of clarity and the undefined. Somehow trying to find clues in between on the glass. All she sees is pure nothing, everything she desired not to find. She feels let down by herself, tormented every time she looks into the mirror

Tormented that the mirror can’t prove her mistaken about harmful and detestable people. Tormented that the mirror can’t pull her out of the tunnel that she doesn’t see the light in.

For years to come, all she sees is someone who deserted herself. Deserted her true self, deserted who she wanted to be. When she looks into the mirror, she sees someone else. Anyone but herself.

yOU and SUMMer ShOUld cOMe tOgether

by Catherine Guo, Form VI

The bubbling sound of soda is already in your voice. The sweetness of iced watermelon spills from your eyes. When you look at me, you are as gentle as the sunlight . Do not frown; your brown reeds shall not bend over in the wind. Do not cry; the spring water on the Seine will run dry I wanted to say you and summer should come together Because I cannot control my heart beating like a deer, But the words finally come out of my lips to reach you: “Do you know that the sunflowers all bloomed in my park?”