Degree Zero
Zero degree is boiling
Shaking hard the blank surface
Silence gives a scream
Erasing the future’s navel string
Virgin soil lost the germ
Gilding the desire’s wind
Horizon unborn the twilight
Shading into an aimless goal
Compass missing the north
Drowning out the keel’s glow
Joints ready for blooming
Rewriting unknown memory’s bubbles
Snowfall stretching an infinite page
Rolling up the repainted nil
Zhang Guangjuan 2008
The first voice is the last voice
There I was
lying on the snow under the silver birch
The winter morning sun shaded the village beside
I was born on that night
My first cry carried away by the wind
It became my last voice in this world
Here time stopped by the silence
Only the drop of blood tells the story that I am no supposed to know
The fire freeze the time, the chillness burning the spirit
Here I am, play the game that we are playing every day
Here you are, the voice in the silence tells us
Join the snowfall
United to the ocean
An end station with a new journey
Never stop, never return
Zhang Guangjuan 2007
The cornerstone
When I was walking on the streets in Berlin,
I saw so many broken walls and buildings, many being repaired, many new.
Loose stones on the streets, a question mark in my mind.
Are they missing from somewhere or are they material for something new?!
These cornerstones are KEY.
We are human, life, it is the process of formation and deformation both physically and spiritually,
it is the process of construction and deconstruction both society and ourselves
Here is OUR CORNERSTONE……
Zhang Guangjuan 2006