First post of another new category, or maybe this falls into the old "Poetry" bin. I had packed my stuff early in the evening for the comet / meteor shower situation, only to have my expectations quenched by an untimely thunderstorm. Well, I have heard of it in the forecast, but was not expecting the … Continue reading Photo Stories: Lightning
S1: A Second Star Also, Celebrating Berkeley's 150th Charter Day. Physics Library, Strawberry Creek, CA Not sure what's going on? Here's the previous piece in this story: S0
Well, since bits of it have already shown up in postcards that I send, I thought I might as well expand it into a doggerel. I really want to change it and add a few commas, but good night for now. Lunar eclipse yesterday morning that inspired this piece. Check it out on UC Berkeley … Continue reading Earth, #3
Wrong me; Smite me. Betray me; Teach me. Plan it not. Regret it not. In silence one hears patience; Through mist I feel the path. It came to me, Sleepless hearts, What they create. What they've done. So irrationally, I seek reason; In all, Is there a better illusion? Same to you, My dearest friend. … Continue reading Sleepless Hearts, #2
I saw stars through my ceiling, Below our moon, they were sitting In my mind they were calling. The autumn leaf and the swirling wind were my finger’s relative. Maybe here I am, so we never again separate. ⋯ I could not see where it began. I could not conjure afar I am afar. I … Continue reading Sleepless Hearts, #1 (ENG – CHN)
A letter from "AC" to a newly formed star. The word “to create” can be understood as “to verify a theory”, if you wish.
It's procrastination gone awry, in a way.
Late night outlook on my near future.
Undergraduate Research Project Interview tomorrow, so I briefly revised and extended my LinkedIn descriptor.
First attempt in proper translation
In order to finish some essays, I have been digging through my archives painstakingly. Here's a trivial find. From my 2014 Chronicle. Translation approaching. 绝对的寂静里， 深的模糊 是无尽世界的棋子 还是岁月旅人的眼睛 他们单纯地向未知跋涉， 最初的 却不是最后的 恐惧可以解除 只是一瞬 却为剧变的天地铄出光芒 在我所及之处 恰是我不可即之殇： 那将发生， 你将归来， 那也是很久远的事了 这层当下延伸至未可知的迷雾 也遮挡不了那点遥远的旋转的光锥。 星星或许也很远 或许更远 我只能看到千年， 那不是我的世界 那是未来的领地了 此去期年， 忘掉了， 和努力阅读自然的故事时一样 再看看自己的过去。 Link to original work: user.qzone.qq.com/775842684/blog/1419872866/
Vivid Another Translation of my original work. If you are interested in seeing more stuff like this, please click Poetry in the Menu Bar, or consider subscribing to f-STEM. I am lost between progress and history Sun sets into neon nights Darkness turns our town bright. What is the world like? Could you tell me? Wind, … Continue reading Vivid
I was trained for physics Olympiad. I had a great teacher and an amazing cohort. Those are distant now, and yet my high-school physics adventures have influenced my character profoundly still: devotion, imagination, patience and confidence prevail in my academic life. Here's a poem from October, 2013, not long after my first high school physics … Continue reading Starry Night #1
I thought about naming this series, P. Blue Dot. Rejoice at this era, brief and precarious as it is. Our species' most prestigious elites, one's dearest loves and wishes, economical partnership and expectations, firm grounds to hold onto or … Continue reading Earth, #1
February has been the month; Valentines has been the day. Writing and autosaving. Confusing and mesmerising. Here's the only sentence I feel good about sharing, not that I am satisfied with it by any means. [I, he who,] living amidst colliding atoms and segregating galaxy clusters, takes a lifelong glimpse at an infinity. … Continue reading Updates.
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People walk by, seeing me tear down butterfly wings, deriding me, "What is she doing?" I don’t care, heart beating tranquilly, as I am stopping hurricanes across this planet
I like nights better. How much time has every bit of reality waited in darkness to briefly experience light? Why should I know? Every point of it, in a mathematical abstraction or every grid points separated by Planck length⋯ why am I in light, on a hospitable planet, amid some lively adventure towards knowledge of … Continue reading Turning on the Lights
I say, have a nice day, I mean, perhaps, have a good afternoon. I thought, "have a nice day." Have a nice day, an exciting, cheerful, or serene day. A summer's day. A normal day, a productive one, a rewarding day, or hence a forgotten day. when there are friends with you, when they see … Continue reading Have A Nice Day
The 3rd Revised Version for 2016 UoA Poetry Slam ©, FW, rewritten on 4 May 2016 At Engineering Library, Before the seas we are voyagers to the infinite. Voyagers to serenities where ocean extends its verge, just like us, Voyagers to every new sight to every span of land, countless serenities there await. Every thing … Continue reading The Voyagers