External Metamorphasis
By Nicholas Lee
I tasted Spring on the tip of my tongue,
And found that it had become Summer.
How was it, that I was able to embrace the cold,
Enduring in excess
The finalities of a year gone to pass.
Each flake transposing itself in the air,
Transforming and metamorphosing
Simply into water;
A raindrop,
A teardrop,
Spring rain.
At the outset of warmth that blew through,
A signal of a new season,
I sat and waited,
For it would further blanket me in its embrace.
Yet I was unable to see the leaves renew themselves,
And when they began to yellow for another time,
I was left with the flavours of bitter cold.
Nicholas Lee (he/they) is a non-binary Chinese writer based in Vancouver, Canada. They attended the University of British Columbia, studying English literature and language. He has only been writing for a short time, but has been eager to share his ponderings with others, particularly regarding the relationship between the individual and the world, and how they may positively and negatively impact each other. As such, his writing tends to focus on individual strife and trauma, how the external and internal might both perceive each other under these conditions, bolstered by a multi-disciplinary approach to education.
