Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2020complete | Page 89

The Greater Bay Area poem
Creative Secondary School, Li, Quinn - 16
The sweet smell of plum blossom,
The sugary taste of bubble gum.
The echoing sound of children laughing,
I was freezing in layers of clothing.
This, was 1977.
The smoky smell of lit cigarette,
The funky taste of the burnt omelette.
The boring sound of keyboard clicking,
I was sweating under a layer of clothing.
This, is 2030.
Although this isn’t the place I used to know,
but we will get used to it as we grow.