Editor’s note: Line spacing becomes distorted on a mobile device, so I recommend reading these poems and viewing the accompanying photos on a desktop computer. You can read Jianqing Zheng’s Rooted Questionnaire here.

Reflection on the Lake —William Ferris’s Wes Carter Lake, Warren County, Mississippi It is a ripple of light and shadow that deforms something or nothing in the breeze. Even the clouds floating leisurely need a moment to immerse their white robes in water. Snapping shots by the lake, I catch a moment of reflection on the lake of the mind. What's visual may not be what's seen by the mind's eye. In a sense, existence is a state of nonexistence, time is timeless, and root is rootless. The reflection on the lake dims out when the sun dips into its reflection, into darkness.
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