“Wistful notes spoke of loneliness, as solitary as the final birdsong of autumn or the trill of summer’s last cicada before the wintry freeze.” LonelinessSummerWinterYoung AdultFairy TaleCicada Book:A Reflection of Ice Source: A Reflection of Ice
“. . . Like ashes of gold in a cinnamon-flame, My youthful desires have been burnt with the years– And tonight in the chilling sunset-wind A cicada, singing, weighs on my heart.” HeartAgeLonelinessYouthGoldSunsetMelancholyAshesDesiresCicada Author:Haoran Meng
“Maybe one day you'll see me latched barkside to that tree, teasing my way out of the skin I'm in until I plunk into the dirt. Until I slither then fly. Shiny and high. Leaving only an effigy— a hollowed-out replica behind.” GrowthNatureDevelopmentTransformationNew BeginningsRenewalBeginningsSnakeInsectCicada Book:But Still She Flies: Poems and Paintings Source: But Still She Flies: Poems and Paintings