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Poem Without a Title 21

I once visited a city in a strange land called America. The people there were stoic and violent. They also were so alone, as though they had never had a father or a mother, and were always flying in the cold air without roots to tether them to the earth. The path of solitude, their…… Continue reading Poem Without a Title 21

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Poem Without a Title 19

My best ideas arrive in the night. Night pervades my thoughts. It is a time of darkness and intrigue, of hidden thoughts and longings, of forbidden dalliances, hail, ice and frosty paths glittering in the moonlight. Much of Tang poetry indirectly refers to conflict, tempering its anguish through symbols. These symbols are the blue-green waves…… Continue reading Poem Without a Title 19

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Poem Without a Title 18

The Phoenix is a magical bird that would be a Chinese Casanova where it not for the feathers and beak. In this poem I write about seduction, which it symbolizes, and whose singing is to women, irresistible. In Chinese mythology, white jade (白玉) has many amorous connotations. What is my phoenix? It lies in my…… Continue reading Poem Without a Title 18

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Poem Without a Title 17

My poem evokes the madness of love. Words are chisels, and sounds are cudgels. The images of love drift like smoke over distant mountains, fragmentary, suffocating and blinding, a grosse fuge of allusive words justified by passion. 重帷深下莫愁堂,  zhòng wéi shēn xià mò chóu táng 卧后清宵细细长。  wò hòu qīng xiāo xì xì cháng 神女生涯原是梦,  shén nǚ shēng yá yuán shì mèng 小姑居处本无郎。  xiǎo gū jū chǔ běn wú láng 风波不信菱枝弱,  fēng bō bù xìn líng zhī ruò 月露谁教桂叶香?  yuè lòu shuí jiào guì yè xiāng…… Continue reading Poem Without a Title 17

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Poem Without a Title 16

闻道阊门萼绿华,wén dào chāng mén è lǜ huá 昔年相望抵天涯。xī nián xiāng wàng dǐ tiān yá 岂知一夜秦楼客,qǐ zhī yī yè qín lóu kè 偷看吴王苑內花。tōu kàn wú wáng yuàn nèi huā Towards Chang Gate, it is said, where lived Liu Hua, For years I gazed, as though from the ends of the earth afar. I wish I had just one night in the Chin Tower To steal a glance at King Wu’s inner courtyard of flowers.[1] At last…… Continue reading Poem Without a Title 16

Art and Aesthetics · Death · relationships

Poem Without a Title 15

Once upon a time there was a beautiful woman who just couldn’t leave her home. Her wealthy father thought every suitor was not good enough for her and she never married. Too late, her face grew wrinkled and old. “It doesn’t matter,” she said to her weeping father. “I am changing into something else. It…… Continue reading Poem Without a Title 15

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Poem Without a Title 14

Dear Friends: I am in Shenzhen, a large village of millions of souls from all over China. I am writing to you from a strange place called a café. It is like a tea house,  but they do not sell tea. Above me are flaming yellow globes. The windows are covered with an invisible but…… Continue reading Poem Without a Title 14