Chen-ou Liu Poems

alone...
the ship of my past
sinking slowly
on this winter night
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'reading between the lives and writing between the lines, ' VIII

the Pope doubles down
on quashing the old Latin Mass...
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A Tanka Prose

No one could stop 90-year-old Sam from seeing his dying wife, Jo, one final time. His eyes were fixed on her pale face for hours, their fingers interlocked. The virus claimed her life one day after his visit. And a week later, Sam followed her into everlasting rest.
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a Ukrainian
stands alone on the road
to Kiev...
a tank gun
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Death
a dust-faced coalman
unfolding
one body bag, then another...
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written one day after Red Dress Day

another
indigenous girl missing...
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